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While waiting for her to come his hands began to sweat and his heart hammered against his ribs. He was nervous. Why? "Lucian." She was here, calling his name in a way that made him feel weak. Now he knew why he was nervous. He couldn't resist her. He wanted to be mean to her, he wanted to hate her but as he looked at her face, his mother's face all he wanted was for her to hug him. And why did her sad expression pain him? "You came." He managed to say. "Now that I can, I'll come anytime you call me." Lucian's eyes darted around the room unable to look at his mother. "My wife would like for you to stay with her. That's if you want to." He said avoiding to meet her gaze. "Of course. I would love to stay." She said with a smile. Lucian couldn't deny the joy he felt that she was staying. He shouldn't be happy about it but he was. Bothered by his feelings he decided to leave. "Lucian." Her voice made him sto