Author’s POV
Kenneth sneers at Lucius’s warning and speeds up his car. With his hands resting on the steering wheel, he shakes his head, defiantly.
“What an impossible and petit man he is!” Kenneth feels a sense of despair as he glances behind to see Grace’s unconscious body.
He has seen the love-marks and feels his heart break. Never did he ever think that Grace will give her away to someone else; let alone a sick man who claims to be a priest but acts like another starving man.
The more he thinks about it, the faster he drove and doesn’t pay attention to where he is going. Suddenly, he saw headlights flashing in front and curses under his breath. Unable to see anything apart from the blinding flashlights in the pitch-dark night, he swerves his wheel sharply; avoiding the collision.
