…I sighed. Lucas didn't know half of the things that happened and he was confessing his feelings to me. Would there still be something more if he knew how much my family hated him?
If I told him about everything, would he still look at me the same way?
A message notification sounded from my phone and I went to check it. It was from Brand. My phone fell from my shaky hands "No, no, no…"
Lucas
Okay, I didn't mean to ask Brittany to marry me.
Not like that, straightening her clothes after a rough fuck. I wanted to ask her when we were in a room where we were both dressed up, sitting across each other with a glass table separating us. She would have her hair down and l would struggle to answer the waiters because I would be focused on how beautiful she was.
