Bryce watched Hera pray that morning as different thoughts wandered through his mind. Usually, he would say the occasional 'amen' like he usually does every morning, but now it's like he wasn't even interested. She was going on a goddamn date with that man. He doesn't care if he's a good person, but the fact remains that whoever she was going out with was not him, and that's a problem.
The way she had casually said it didn't sit well with him. He knows that she's not used to the workings of this world, and that's another problem. A date to her might sound more like a friendly outing, a trip to church, or something like that. What if the idiot is planning something? And why has he been thinking about this shit since last night? Why does he feel the increasing urge to murder someone? What is the meaning of these emotions?
"Good morning, Bryce." Hera jolted him out of his thoughts. "Did you sleep well?"
No, he didn't. He did everything but sleep well last night. He had crawled to her side of the room like his routine even before she started her morning devotions, but he didn't tell her that, otherwise she'd start with the million and one questions which he might not be able to answer.
"Are you still going out today?" He asked the particular question that has been lingering in his mind up until now. "With Ben, I mean." Goddammit! Even his name on his tongue doesn't feel right.
"Yes, Bryce. We already talked about it last night, and you said I could go," came her earnest reply. He would give anything to have her cancel or take back his words, but it seems like her mind was already made up, and plus, he didn't want to make her unhappy.
"When will you be back home?" He asked instead.
She pondered on the question. "I don't know, but it would take a while. You might get back home from work before me."