MAGDALENA could feel the disappointment, anger, and regret as she closed the distance between her and Lucian. The rebel was just standing there, watching her with amusement dancing in his eyes. He was watching like she was entertaining to watch, like his favorite movie. Not moving an inch, not even bothering throwing the cigarette in his fingers, so Lena did.
When she stopped in front of him, she snatched the cigarette from him and threw it on the ground. She stomped on it many times before she lifted her face again, her eyes still sharp.
“What do you think you’re doing throwing your life away like this?” Magdalena snapped. Her neck and face are reddening.
Lucian didn’t answer. He stared at her. He even tilted his head like he couldn’t see her face properly because of their height diff
