"Aisling." The man spoke as soon as she opened the door.
The sound felt like a deep caress, stroking every part of her. She felt her body heating, and her heart rate increased once again.
Abaddon felt like his soul calm down when he saw her. For some reason, his mind had told him that she was in a crisis when he had been in Phoenix City in the morning.
He thought it was probably his overactive imagination and the Soul Resonance making him hyper-vigilant. And it seemed like it was the case.
Still, seeing her in good condition with a ruddy face, his heartfelt at rest.
"What are you doing here?" She blurted out.
Abaddon opened his mouth and closed it because he had not thought of an excuse. His only concern when he had flown straight to her had been checking where she was alright. He had not thought so far ahead.
He scrambled in his brain for something to say before she realised that he had come because he was a worrywart.
