Emily
The silence in the suite was a suffocating thing. Lucas had left only moments ago suggesting I rest, but rest was the furthest thing from my mind.
For days, I noticed that something was going on with Lucas but I couldn't pinpoint anything and demanded he explain. I'd felt it clouding my own thoughts, a persistent nagging worry that something was wrong, something he wasn't sharing. And I feared that this trip, this perfect date I had so desperately wanted would be tainted by it.
When he'd walked out of the room, leaving me alone with my swirling anxieties, I knew I couldn't just lie here. I couldn't let my unstable emotions poison the precious time we had. I had asked for this, and I would be damned if I let it slip through my fingers.
My feet hit the floor and I moved towards my
