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Lucas' POV
I felt like s**t.
I was feeling so bad for raising my voice at her but she had to understand that she was my responsibility. She was mine to protect and keep away from harm. Why couldn't she understand how worried I was for her when I found out she wasn't at home?
I know what I saw when she was found in a pool of her blood. She was so pale and cold that I thought I would lose her. I had thought that I would lose the one woman I was in love with and that traumatized me. I understood she was someone who wasn't dependent on people doing things for her but she needed to know that she was now going to be a mother and needed help from the people that cares for her.
With a sigh, I parked my motorcycle in a parking spot and turned off the engine. I unbuckled my helmet and pu
