"I'm too old for this." Michael pinched the bridge of his nose. "I am honestly too old for this."
But as he saw the way the little girl looked at him with wide-open and innocent eyes, he sighed, "At least it's a cure thing."
Sathanas laughed from behind him, massaging his soulmate's shoulders. "It must be fate." He said. "Lake looks a lot like Luka. There must be something with it."
Luka who still couldn't see the similarity between the two of them stayed quiet. Lake looked like him, but from his point of view, it wasn't that much and could be just pure coincidence.
"A word, Michael?" William suddenly said. His eyes looked troubled but even Jonathan wasn't able to soothe that away.
Michael nodded, seeing that no one was minding them, he squeezed Sathanas's hand as he got up and followed William outside of the room.
