Lucien's POV
My heart feels heavy. The sweet melody from the party doesn't seem to have the slightest effect on me. I'm standing next to Mara, feeling like one of her accessories- One she can show up with at anytime. The only woman who seems to make my world stops, hates me to a fault.
Aria! That name hasn't left my head from the moment I waltz in. Her red dress, that clings to her like sin. Everything about her keeps her awake. It so unfortunate, I need her but can't have her. My gaze lingers on her from afar, studying her extensively like I'd study a puzzle.
"Lucien dear." Mara subtle voice pulls me away from my thoughts. My eyes drops to the concern in her gaze.
"Are you okay?" She questions, studying me like she looking for hole in my skin.
"I'm good dear." I say, forcing a smil
