Proserpina

During the following weeks, I refrained from visiting Lucien at the hospital. I had had enough of his blow hot, blow cold behaviour. We had been together in a near-death situation, and all he could do was treat me like this? Sorry, but I was done.

The kids visited him every day, but I invented excuses not to go.

There was also the matter of my work. I was scaling new heights, and the Professor was proud of me, he declared. The university had agreed to fund an ...