Chapter Forty Two

Shawn had left a few hours ago, he had unlocked the door, but she laid on the bed, a billion thoughts on her mind.

What really was this three mysterious men stories?

Someone walked in, she knew even before she looked that it was Xavier. He was watching her with cautious eyes like she would run at him or something, then he walked gently into the room, closing the door.

"Are you alright?" He asked, she could see that he cared, now that she had tried mastering his emotions a little, she knew that even the smallest of emotion that crossed his face meant something.

"Yeah, I'm okay" she answered and he released a tiny breath.

"I didn't mean for you to see it all like that, we don't always go around killing people except it's necessary"

"Was this why you don't wanted me in the western wing?"

"Yes"

"Then what made you change your mind?"

"I believed you would be more safe beside me after the..." Xavier cut himself off, not willing to tell her.

"After the what?"

"Amelia, you have to know this;