Lucian took a deep breath, his heart heavy with every word he spoke, but his face masked the deeper turmoil within. "Avey...lets just leave it now he said avoiding her gaze.
Avey stood frozen, her wide eyes staring into his, tears slipping down her cheeks as if each tear carried the weight of all her regrets. She wanted to speak, but the lump in her throat stopped her from finding any words. The trembling of her hands gripping the bouquet betrayed how fragile her hope had become. Still, she didn't look away from him she couldn't.
Lucian's eyes softened for a moment, but not enough to break the resolve he had built over time. "Avey, you know there comes a point where you have to decide whether to turn the page or just close the book entirely."
