He had finally done it. He had found Jocelyn.
Watching her from a distance in his own vehicle, Valentine was just across street where she wouldn't be able to spot him. He could see Jocelyn removing a canvas from her car and then disappear into her apartment. Valentine took note of how she still painted and he caught himself smiling as he remembered how much he loved her when she painted. He then wondered about how she would react if he approached her after all this time. Something told him she wouldn't be exactly happy after they last saw one another but he had a right to be angry too. She betrayed him and left him as well as their son. Jonathon has never wanted a mother but Valentine knew he would of found joy if he raised Jonathon with Jocelyn. Jonathon turned out well enough.
Valentine was removed from his thoughts when he caught sight of Jocelyn leaving the apartment and returning to her car. This time, however, she was followed by another person. With a hot burn of anger, Valentine recognised him instantly. Lucian Greymark. How could she? How could she be anywhere near that filthy downworlder? It was like a punch in his stomach as he watched Jocelyn lift a larger canvas with the support of Lucian.
As they were about to bring the large canvas into the apartment, however, a young girl came out sliding past Jocelyn and Lucian. This girl was obviously in her teens, probably around the age of 16. Then Valentine started noticing the girls features, from her curly red hair to her emerald green eyes. She looked exactly like Jocelyn! Valentine clutched the steering wheel of his car as the realisation kicked in. Jocelyn must have finally given into Lucian which then resulted into the thing he is looking at right now. He had to stop himself from getting out of his car and killing that downworlder himself.
The girl with red curls walked to Jocelyn's car to open the back-seat and grabbed a bag filled with paintbrushes. He watched closely as Jocelyn returned outside once more and called out something to her daughter. The girl rolled her eyes but Jocelyn did not see this act of disrespect. Both of them re-entered the appartment and the door shut behind them.
At that moment Valentine turned on the engine of the car and begin to quickly drive away. He was oblivious to how fast he was driving; so many thoughts went through his head. What was he going to do? What could he do? Jocelyn had left him for a disgusting downworlder. If he barged into that apartment with his seraph blade and killed the child and Lucian, she would never stop fighting him. He needed to wait for the right moment and make it seem as if their deaths were an accident. Once he waited everything would go his way; he had to be patient.
