Seventy-Two:
Lancelot
I waited outside. Toad walked by as I was listening to George screaming in pain while Quinn did who knew what. “You shouldn’t be here,” he said, “if you wait outside, it will only drive you mad. Come with me. We’ll get you a cup of tea. You look like you could use some.”
I stared at the tiny animal and then back at the door. There was a flashing, green light that was happening from inside. I had no idea what was going on, and the man that I loved was in pain. I hated this. I hated all of it. The worst thing was that all of this was happening because of Ashden, a girl that had left him to runaway with someone else. Despite being pregnant with his child.
I shouldn’t have been resentful. But until George had tried to mix our two worlds, everything had been fine. I
