MAGDALENA had imagined seeing him again a hundred different ways for the past few days.
She’d cursed him in her thoughts. Dreamed of his return. Rehearsed the words she’d throw at him when he finally came home. Everything except what she’d do if he saved her like this.
Nothing could have prepared her for the ache in her chest the moment she saw Lucian standing in front of her after he caught her.
She froze like she suddenly stopped functioning.
The man she missed for days, the one she tried so hard to forget by drowning herself in liquor tonight after a mistake at work, and lonely nights, was here. Flesh and bone. Silent and unreadable, like he didn’t do something.
Her grip on the staircase railing tightened as if it were the only thing anchoring her in place.
Something inside her s
