That night, I didn't know why I apologized to him, but it felt that I had too many things to apologize for. Sam had never shown me his vulnerability, so it took me aback. He felt more like Sam, or rather, an equal mix of Sam's fear and Hell's anger. I barely remember what happened after that as we kissed passionately and made love all night, and the rest was history.
"Lost in thoughts again?" Kristina cocked her head to me, snapping me out of my thoughts from that night one week ago. I faced her and smiled, closed-lipped.
"His Grace told you to observe. Why are you always so distracted?" she asked as she tilted her head a little.
"It's just… there are too many things I notice and try to figure out the reasons things happened that way."
