Chapter 18: Empathy
“ True friendship multiplies the good in life and divides its evils. ” — Baltasar Gracian.
“ Well then, if you say so. ” I snatch the weapons before Theo can change his mind. By the time I ’ m done, my arms are full and I ’ m carrying more weight than I can lift.
My bondmate still has the audacity to laugh at me. I throw him the meanest glare I can muster, and he just laughs even harder, clearly impressed. Though in the end, he finally helps me carry some of the stuff into his room — so that I can take them home later.
All throughout, I can ’ t stop thinking about Theo ’ s words, though. About his Father. Why his mother is not in the picture. I start to have a feeling that something bigger is at play.
I wonder if I should ask this directly? Or should I be more disc
