Lara's childhood home came into view as Lucas drove past the gates, pulling up in front of the main house.
The sight of it sent a familiar warmth through her chest, but it was quickly overshadowed by the nerves twisting in her stomach. She wasn’t sure what to expect from this visit. Would her parents notice the cracks in their marriage? Would her father pick on Lucas like he always did?
She exhaled slowly, willing herself to stay calm.
Lucas was the first to step out of the car. She reached for the door handle to follow, but before she could, Lucas appeared beside her and pulled the door open, his hand extended toward her.
She blinked in surprise, her gaze meeting Lucas’.
It was such an uncharacteristic gesture that it caught her off guard. But then, realization hit. Of course. They
