The white sheep of the family
Loren turned to stare at Maea. Something lurked in his eyes, a cruelty and bitterness that he usually hid from the world. ”Because, in their minds, I’m a failure. For abandoning them.” Facing forward again, he picked up the pace, as if by doing so he could leave the conversation behind him.
However, he slowed as she began to speak of her own family. It was impossible to tell what he felt and thought as she revealed her own relationship with her brother. When she finally finished, he remained silent for a long moment. "I'm sorry for your loss. But I'm glad he never had reason to lose his smile." The words came out almost distantly, and he couldn't meet her eyes, choosing instead to focus on the hallways ahead of them.
However, he slowed as she began to speak of her own family. It was impossible to tell what he felt and thought as she revealed her own relationship with her brother. When she finally finished, he remained silent for a long moment. "I'm sorry for your loss. But I'm glad he never had reason to lose his smile." The words came out almost distantly, and he couldn't meet her eyes, choosing instead to focus on the hallways ahead of them.
Will blood tell
