Chapter Four

And later in class. As Ms. Hellen faces the board. There is is someone. Picking up a bag. But what for?

He is the perfect of them all. Lukas. He sneaks his arm. Underneath the desk. What is this he does? Yes. He is doing it. He hides it. As he takes it out.  The diary he picked. Or stole.

And as he opens up. He sees something. It is the most. The most beautiful handwriting. Across all pages. It is like a painting. Glorious and heavenly.

And he catches a verse. Before Allison sees. Of what he does.

"I know he will come. The perfect of them all. Though I. The ugliest of them all."

He can feel the hope in her. Though this far. "Is that your handwriting?" Allison Parker asks. The meanest of them all. And Lukas hides the book. For he doesn't want anyone to know. That he stole the diary. Though never gave it. Back to the owner.

He doesn't want to speak of it. About the stolen. The stolen diary. And he eyes Elisabeth. At the back of the class. In his eyes. She sees. That he sees something. Something in her.

What does he see?