Chapter 192: Most perplexing
From a corner where his figure remained inconspicuous, Silas would from time to time, check on Arabella while she was out in the gardens.
She followed Edgar and Ada around, doing her very best to copy their actions, but what the vampire had been conflicted about the most was the fact that the young woman did smile in Edgar’s presence. She laughed too and seemed genuinely happy just being there.
Silas made his way across the hallway leading to her room. After all, how could he hope to ever achieve the same results Edgar did without spending more time with her, or at least try to?
Stopping a few feet away from the door, he extended an ear beyond the walls separating them only to gather a shaky and brittle voice from it, one Silas immediately recognized as Arabella’s.
Through her cries, the words were forced out, "I am sorry, Ada. I am sorry for putting you through all of this," she whispered.
A pang of anguish pinched at his chest upon hearing those utterances, taking in how she kept on apologizing to everyone for simply existing...
Although it was what came next that stunned him a bit, "You told me once that you considered me a friend. Say, does that still stand? Do you still see me as such?"
A friend, she said. Not that the concept of friendship was unheard of by him but was still foreign to he who never had the chance of building one with anybody that wasn’t close family and even then, it was never as sturdy as the vampire imagined it was.
It did explain Ada’s behavior and distress when Arabella had been abducted. However, Silas still wondered whether such amity could stand after only a few weeks from meeting. Perhaps it was just Arabella’s nature that enabled her to consider people that were kind to her as friends. That seemed very likely.