Chapter — The New Apartment
ELLE P.O.V
“What do you mean you need a new apartment?” Lucas asked from the couch, voice flat, eyes waiting.
For a second my heart jumped — if he sounded angry, I didn’t want the reason to be that he knew things I hadn’t told him yet. How long have you been standing there? I thought, though I did not ask it out loud. Instead I kept my voice small. “When Jessica mentioned it,” I said. I didn’t want him to know I had quit the club. Not yet.
“Oh, okay,” he said with a shrug that tried to make the question small. I stacked my words carefully too. “I want to look for a new apartment for me and the kids.”
“For what?” He blinked, surprised. For Lucas, anything that suggested I might leave the orbit of his house came with the weight of unintended meaning.
“Becaus
