After a few hours, Abel was discharged from the infirmary. His cheeks were flushed with rage as he thought about the incident.
"That bastard Cain...!" he growled
When he had lost control of his bowels, he had seen and heard Cain's laughter. It had been jarring to his ears and he was certain that it was because of Cain that he had suffered like this.
"He must have been jealous," Abel muttered, his voice thick with bitterness. "He could not stand that Jayden finally saw the truth. That she finally realized I was the one who deserved her attention, her favor."
The memory of her smiling at him, offering him food, lingered in his mind like a sweet perfume. To Abel, it was proof of her choice. Proof that she had turned away from Cain's empty charm and cold superiority. Proof that she had recognized his worth.
