Davina's POV
Lucien didn't answer the question. I didn't wait for him to.
I stood up and walked out of the room before he could say a word. Maybe because I was too afraid to hear what he would say.
He had proven it to me already, that everything there was between us was all just part of his revenge plan. Yet, a small part of me refused to believe it.
Any time I close my eyes, I get flashes of all those times he would hold my hand, like he couldn't just bear staying within my proximity without holding me. The way he complimented me, made time for me, made me feel so special and safe.
What about his looks? I used to catch him stealing glances at me from time to time. I could almost see stars and hearts popping out of his eyes when he was lost staring at me.
The late night we spend toge
