[They would find her staring down at the rosary Abel had always worn; the one that had belonged to Lilith before her death. For once she allowed herself to cry freely even if it was not obvious right away. Even in mourning Lilith seemed oddly composed. It was the wet cheeks that gave her away. Maybe she wouldn't even be crying if not for thinking to herself that this shouldn't have come back to her. It wasn't meant to be hers anymore.
When the door opened Lilith quickly went to dry her eyes and offer a smile to them.]
I'm sorry. May I have a minute before you step in?
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When the door opened Lilith quickly went to dry her eyes and offer a smile to them.]
I'm sorry. May I have a minute before you step in?