Lucius had completely lost his mind. When Laila ran out of his cabin, she took his sanity with her, leaving him in a mess. He had never felt regret more in his life than he did then, and it felt like it was going to kill him. What disturbed him the most about what happened was how he missed a moment of reconciliation and pushed her further away from him.
The image of Laila’s pained face was burned into his mind; every time he closed his eyes, he could see it. Nothing else mattered at that point in time. Any problem he had came in second or was shoved out of his mind. The matter of importance was getting Laila back to resolve what he had done, but she could’ve been anywhere. He did not even know where to start.
Lou’s visit diverted his attention but only for a moment, he knew all she was
