Aubrey was startled by the knock on her bedroom door, causing her to jump in surprise. She felt a tinge of fear coursing through her veins as she contemplated facing her formidable grandmother. "Come in," she replied in a small voice, mustering up the courage to confront whoever was on the other side. To her astonishment, Lucas stood at the door, a mischievous grin on his face and a bag of popcorn in his hand.
"Can I come in?" he asked, his grin widening. Aubrey's confusion grew as she welcomed him inside. Lucas made himself comfortable in a nearby chair, and Aubrey's gaze shifted to the popcorn in his hands.
"Why did you bring popcorn?" she asked, her brows furrowing in puzzlement.
"Here," he offered the bag to her. "I heard you weren't feeling well and needed some rest. Since I did
