The journey outside was a difficult one for Lucian, and he couldn't fathom why. The moment he stood up from the sofa in the living room, strength left him, but he ignored it and still moved. "No stupid curse would be able to keep him down," he said to himself.
Now standing outside, at a spot where he could clearly see his person of interest without any obstruction, he leaned against the pillar, which provided him some support.
She had tied her hair into a low ponytail and tied one side of her T-shirt against her waist, revealing a small part of her flat stomach.