Chapter 53 Instability

• AMELIA
• Lucien stared at the glass of water in his hand, his brows deeply furrowed. He looked disoriented, trapped in a web of his own thoughts. I couldn't wrap my head around what he'd just told me, but the knife lying on the table in front of us was proof that he was not making things up. Worried, I moved closer to him, bringing my fingers to his shirt. He slowly looked up at me in confusion as he watched me unbutton his shirt.
• "What are you doing?" He asked, and I squinted at his exposed chest.