THIRTY-FIVE

Eden pov

Okay, maybe I didn’t fully think about how to deal with the situation when I volunteered to look after Lucius.

I had a feeling he had heard some things from the argument I had with Titus, but the coldness from him was enough proof for me to realize he had heard more than just a few things.

Titus was nowhere to be found and by the time I got to the bedroom, Lucius was already there.

At first, I tried to talk him into getting some rest, but all he did was stand at the bedroom window. That was how our first evening of his bed rest pretty much went by.

Lucius refused to look at me or engage into conversations, no matter how hard I tried to talk. If I heard his voice, it happened only when I asked if he was hungry or thirsty.

Then, as the night came, once again, I tried to talk him into getting in the bed. Same answer - he wasn’t tired, but I should sleep.

I sat on the bed and asked if he could promise to sleep, and the answer was rather sharp. ‘Yes, on the couch’ were the w