Fear was to be seen in his face and his pulse sounded loud and clear in her ears. He recognise her. That was something she had  not expected him to do and truth was that she did not knew how to tell him these strange news.<br/>"Thank you." She walked inside and took of her jacket. Lucinda let it hang over her arm and then took of her shoes. She walked inside slightly in the hallway before she turned around toward him as he spoke. It was clearly he was angry at her. Of course he would be. She would have been too if he was in her shoes. Lucinda took a closer look at him. He seemed worn out. Tired, looking almost ill.<br/>"I think it is best if you take a seat..." Lucinda suggested and waited for him to show the way. When he walked by did she notice the tattoo on his neck. It was almost a vibrant as her own. Here she hoped he would have one. That would have meant it was a mistake that could be fixed. This was way, way worse!