Desi leaned against the balcony railing, staring out into the darkness, the city lights below flickering like distant stars.
Her mind was a whirlwind, tangled up in everything, the secrets she’d tried to bury. The weight of it all felt unbearable, pressing down on her chest until she struggled to breathe.
Damien asked her to tell him, but could she really do that?
The soft shuffle of footsteps made her tense. She turned slightly, and there he was.
Lucas was standing a few steps away from her. He looked hesitant, almost uncertain, an expression she hadn’t seen on his face before. His usual confidence was replaced with something softer.
“Couldn’t sleep either?” he asked, his voice was low even in the silent night.
She shook her head, her fingers gripping the railing tightly. "No… jus
