LUCAS POV
I hadn't seen Judas since that fateful day when I left with Lilya, and I knew that our reunion wouldn't be an easy one. Jason, our mutual friend, wasn't around, and I was secretly relieved. I didn't want to hear what he would say about what had transpired.
I stood on Judas' doorstep, his surprised expression mirrored my own inner turmoil. He welcomed me inside, but the tension in the air was palpable.
"Lucas," Judas said, his voice strained, "it's been a long time. What brings you here?"
I took a deep breath, the weight of my guilt heavy in my chest. "Judas, I need to talk to you," I began, my voice trembling slightly. "It's about Lilya."
Judas' brow furrowed as he led me to the living room. "Lilya?" he asked, his tone cautious. "What happened to her? Where is she?"
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