Love
It was evening now, and I interacted with everyone including Maleck. I could tell he had ill intentions. He was envious of everything Ellis had and wanted it to be his.
"So, where is their mother," I asked him, looking at the two boys who were running around their play space with my children.
"She's somewhere. I can't seem to keep track of her these days," he shrugged his shoulders and gulped his wine. It was clear from his tone that he didn't care about her. I was about to ask his marital status when he moved closer to me and stared into my gaze. I didn't avert my eyes.
"You're Lovely. Has someone told you that you hold an air of sovereignty? It's so enticing, magnetic even. It's hard to find it in females,"
It was as if he was looking at me in a different light.
