"I know you'd never let me hold your hand..." Elian murmured and walked toward his door, making sure his body didn't touch Lucien's.
Lucien slowly turned, watching Elian's slim fingers on the door handle.
"Elian, I need you to stop trying to understand me. It doesn't matter how much you love or care about me, I'll never do the same to you... I'm simply incapable," Lucien said in a low tone.
Elian lifted his gaze to Lucien, his lips curling up in a small smile, "I know... trust me, I'm on the process of unloving you."
Lucien frowned. That didn't sound right at all. But, that was what he asked for, right? He didn't just realize that it would be happening soon.
"Good, then. Stay out of mine and Rowena's way. You should be glad I still let you live freely," he said, fists clenching in unknown anger.
