Love wields a power like no other.
In the hands of the true and mutual, it carves a path through darkness.
But when unreturned, that power turns inward—the fiercest would of all is jealousy—a bitter storm that rages within, festering in the heart that beats alone. It clouded the mind from the ability to see the truth.
Lucivar knew from the start that Darwin's hostility towards him was different.
It didn't come from safety's sake.
As a man who had once loved and betrayed, he knew blindness doesn't only affect the eyes.
Bianca's betrayal was still unpleasantly fresh in his mind as if it happened yesterday.
He knew what love and care could do to a man.
From a simple observation, he knew Darwin's hostility came from jealousy.
'Just as I decided to do after that incident, I should've avoided Leandra the most' He thought.
Lucivar was already firmed to keep a distance from Leandra.
