Chapter 125: Two Wolves
"Oh," Viviana smiled awkwardly.
Her face went red out of embarrassment. Here she was, thinking all sorts of things. But he just wanted her to scrub his back. He scooted to the front.
Lifting her dress, she got inside the tub and sat behind him. She got the loofah and scrubbed his back as he asked her to. It was then she noticed the scar on his lower back. It was not very pronounced, but it was there. And that tattoo pretty much turned that scar into art. The tattoo artist must be very good.
Is this the scar he got in that fire?
"I was in the fire in Abenney," he said.
"Oh," she said, startled by the timing of his explanation.
At times she would wonder if he could read minds. But she knew that he must have felt her being careful around that scar.
"Do you know about the fire?" he asked.
She looked at the back of his head. His fingers were clutching the edge of the tub tightly as if he was holding back something.
"I know," she said. Her heart was pounding as she didn’t know if she should tell him about the fire or not.
He already mentioned Abenney to his grandfather and now he is asking her about it. He must want to know something.
"I was in the fire too," she added.