Lucas POV
After the time I spent with Oliver, I drove home and went straight to my bed and laid down. My shoulder hurt a lot, feeling stressed as I exclaimed in pain. I kept regretting why I had gone to the bar in the first place. I shouldn't have, but nevertheless, spending time with an old-time friend was worth the stress.
The next morning, I got dressed, and as usual, going to work is my daily quest. I gasped, dressing up as I stared at myself in the mirror, adjusting my tie. When I was done, I went out the door and drove to work.
While still at work, I thought deeply about it. The last time I spoke with Abigail was some days back, and we ended it with a quarrel. “Why not call her so we could sort things out?” I thought to my self.
Though I felt so stressed in the relationship, I ha
