Chapter eighty

I paced myself through the staircase leaving Matt in the room, he wanted to stop me but I was way ahead of him outside. He sighed and returned to the room knowing that Moon got her eyes on him and was hungry he just left me to my emotional damage and tended to her needs, by serving her the food.

"Lola, it's not true is it?" I questioned standing before her, my eyes widened and reddened from the tears that had pooled out of them the instant Matt handed over the necklace that belonged to Collins, the sharp lights from outside reflecting in the room made me cover my eyes, boggy and swollen, they had a piercing effect sharp like a claw on it that hurt my eyes.

Lola peered into my eyes leaving her knitting and letting the fact that we had just had ourselves hurt moments ago slide, she whisked her away from the grand seat, large it was, it looked like a double sitter, but wasn't completely one, maybe it's because it's an old model I couldn't figure the design, tailor-made like, not possibl