Lucas was seated in his study, his fingers tapping furiously on his laptop keyboard. His gold rimmed glasses reflected with the light emanating from his laptop screen. His mind was fogged, brimmed with thoughts about Sia. It’s being years but he can’t wear off the guilt buried deep inside him.
How he hurt her.
How he threw her out from the villa. It’s all vivid. There’s no denying it.
Since his last encounter with Sia he didn’t set his eyes on her again.
He looked around for Sia but can’t find her. He thought maybe Sia died. But he instantly cursed himself the moment that dirty thought crossed his mind.
‘There’s no how she will be dead. She can’t be.’ He thought. But the result he got from all his raking all over Florida, Sia wasn’t found.
He later learned how her mother was burn
