Drake noticed the subtle flicker of emotions in Lucy’s eyes. A mixture of hope, worry, and that quiet yearning that had begun to tether itself to him. Guilt twisted his chest. She was waiting, longing for something he wasn’t ready to give, at least, not yet. His heart was still bruised, tangled in the remnants of old pain, distraction, and unresolved questions. He wanted to offer her everything, truly, but he had to be ready. Only when his heart was unburdened could he meet her feelings fully. Only then could he love her the way she deserved.
“You know, you’re right,” he finally said, his voice calm but deliberate, carrying a weight that made her pause. “If they’re meant to be, they’ll end up together. You can’t force someone who doesn’t want to. When the right time comes, there’s nothing
