Another week had passed, and I was already feeling eighty percent better. During the previous week, I had managed to take better care of Elijah, and Lucas, who was supposed to return on Monday, had only just come back yesterday. The days leading up to that were spent working from home.
Let me tell you something.
Actually, two things. I adored Elijah passionately, and that was no secret to anyone. Now, his hot dad, and there were times when I hated him, times when I loved him, and times when I thought about knocking him out and taking over the German. He was the one disturbing my peace of mind.
Speaking of peace of mind...
Yesterday, Lucas came home insisting that I accompany him to a faction meeting. I peered into his eyes, searching for any hint of a joke, but no, he was dead serious.
