It has been almost a week already. The state of the blonde-haired man was horrendous. His once lively deep dark blue eyes were now dulled with mental exhaustion as dark circles were forming around it.
Lucas had been trying to give Sara a call every thirty minutes of his waking hours. Every. Single. Day. However, his call was never connected. He could not believe he had ignored his suspicion that had been nagging him that evening. It was eating him alive.
Frustrations began to build up inside him. All the regrets, it was enough to make him want to yank his soft hair out as he shut his eyes tight. He wanted an outlet to let go of his feelings but would anyone understand?
'Why oh why do I put off seeing her when I had the chance?'
