Chapter 72 Whose Skin Meets Yours in Dreams?

Ulysses leaned against the window sill, the blood he vomited contrasting vividly against the pristine white wall! Something was wrong. He could clearly tell from her bodily fluids that she hadn't been touched by anyone! Even Enzo, the old guy, hadn't noticed anything unusual, but how did these photos explain it all?! He refused to believe that they could sleep together naked all night without anything happening! Maybe it was possible, after all, she had been with Armand for four whole years without even a kiss! The scent of Falcona had always been his alone! Ulysses slid down the wall slowly, his fists pounding against it, desperately trying to convince himself to believe her, to believe that all of this was just Armand's deliberate attempt to sow discord between them! As he thought so, his spirits seemed to lift a bit. Climbing up the window sill, he wanted to go find Falcona and get some answers! The images of those photos lingered in his mind, reminding him o