CHAPTER Forty-Three

　　(Lazarus)

　　I paced outside Amaya’s door; I wanted to talk to her but I didn’t want to push her if she was angry with me.

　　“Would you knock already?”

　　I jumped and saw Abigail watching me from her door.

　　“How long have you been there?” I asked, embarrassed.

　　“Your pacing is hard to miss.” She replied.

　　“I don’t know if I should bother her.” I mumbled.

　　“Well, you can either ruin the floor with your pacing or knock and talk to her. Either way, can you choose? I am tired, and my hearing is a lot better than others give me credit for.”

　　“Very well.” I sighed. Taking a deep breath, I knocked on the door and waited for a few minutes.

　　When the door opened, Sin looked at me with a smile. “Evening brother.”

　　“What are you doing here?” I snapped, irritated that he was in her room. Instantly jealous of him.

　　“Sleeping. What do you want?” he asked, leaning on the door frame.

　　“I want to speak with Amaya.”