There Is No Lie In This World-Chapter 22: The Fall of an Angel

Luc didn’t return to my office with me.

As we reached my floor and the elevator door opened, I could see Cain standing by himself. He was statuesque as always, but tonight, he did not look like a warrior who could take on a horde of enemies all by himself. Instead, this statue looked heavy and worn out, a painful memory of brutal battle rather than a celebration of might.

Luc simply excused herself, saying there was something urgent she needed to take care of. She stayed in the elevator and went straight back down as I was left with Cain.

Cain was a man of few words. He hardly spoke, and when he did, he spoke in short and direct sentences. A polar opposite of Abe.

With a simple gesture to signal that I should follow him, he started to walk.

His steps were heavy, his bulky body tense. He positioned himself one step forward and one step left from me, keeping his pace steady. freēwēbηovel.c૦m

"Cain..." I was never good at chit-chat, but as the haze of today’s confusion began to clear, my curiosity started to overcome my inhibitions.

The man did not stop, but turned his head to face me while continuing to walk.

"What was all that about today?"

Cain did not respond. He turned to face forward again and simply progressed.

"I can’t make any sense of what I saw."

He ignored me.

"I need answers," I was growing insistent. Bold.

But to no avail.

"The darkness - you saw that too, didn’t you? Bada was saved - thank God, but that wasn’t normal. And Na-, Nabir. And then there was that voice. Luc called it-"

I realized I couldn’t recall its name.

Cain finally stopped. Somewhat suddenly. He turned to face me again and spoke in his deep rumbling voice.

"I saw nothing. And I suggest you saw nothing too."

"That’s a lie! You saw it. I saw it!"

"I saw nothing."

"I need to talk to Luc. Where did she go?"

"She’s busy."

With that, I was facing his back again as he walked off, but this time with faster strides, our distance growing.

There was a slight pain in my heart.

Luc was busy.

So busy that she couldn’t even accompany me back to my room.

After all that had happened today-

She left me alone.

I felt like if I couldn’t talk to anyone about what happened today, if nobody would acknowledge my questions - let alone answer them - then even I would doubt myself and start to dismiss what I saw with my own eyes.

And maybe that was precisely what everyone was trying to do to me.

Mustering up the courage, I jogged past Cain and blocked his path, standing in front of him. He was at least two heads taller than me, and double my body width. I felt incredibly small.

"Cain. I want answers. What did really happen today?"

Cain didn’t move. But I felt that an answer was coming. He wasn’t hesitating. He was trying to formulate his answer. Although he made a blatant denial just a moment ago, he came across as someone who couldn’t lie very well. He was probably trying to answer me in a way that omits the truth but at least is not a lie.

"Ma’am is tired. She needs rest. I think you do too."

This wasn’t an answer I expected, but there was sincerity in his voice.

He cared.

He cared for Luc and he cared for me.

"I understand," I gave up and I gave in. For now.

After we arrived at the door of my office, Cain bowed, saw that I entered my room, and closed the doors.

He was right after all.

I was incredibly tired. I still needed to know what exactly had happened on this cursed day, but my body was telling me that it will have to wait.

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I woke up on the office couch still in yesterday’s clothes. There was a knock on the door. Before I could say ’come in’, the door opened and Luc walked in. She looked immaculate as ever, carrying a tray of tea.

"Good morning, Miss Roen."

For some reason, I was in no mood to greet her.

It didn’t feel like a good morning for me at all.

Luc didn’t seem to mind. She simply walked over and laid the tea tray on the table.

Standing straight up again, Luc announced.

"You will be receiving additional support from today."

Before I could ask what she meant, she stepped aside, and a girl entered through the door.

She was beautiful. Delicate, angelic. Her pale blond hair was smooth like silk, her light blue eyes glistening with charm. She had a button nose with a subtle upward tilt, porcelain cheeks with warm glow, and lips of a child. It was difficult to guess her age as she looked youthful but carried an elegance of a refined lady. She wore a fine white blouse with a black ribbon tie, cute and classy at the same time. Long black skirt flowed down from her waist to just below her knees.

Luc gave her a nod and she took a step forward.

Then she miraculously managed to trip herself somehow, landing hard on the carpet.

It was so out of blue and startling I missed a beat, and Luc cut in to speak before I could ask the girl if she was OK.

"This is Elune. She’ll be looking after you."

The girl blushed hard, but she bravely looked up, sought my eyes and introduced herself while she was still on all fours on the floor.

"My name is Elune. I’ll be looking after you! "

I tried. I really tried not to laugh, but there was something really endearing about her and comical about the situation that I couldn’t help but let out a short burst.

"Thank you. I really appreciate it."

Elune was still blushing, but her face bloomed with a genuine happiness.

She had an angelic smile.