Lucy sat silently in the library. She sat at a mahogany table, her eyes kept moving from her phone to her textbook every few minutes. For the first time in months, she felt hopeful.
Adrian had texted her that morning. Four simple words: Library. 9:00 PM. Picking you up.
When she asked why, he had followed it up with something that made her heart stop: We need to discuss the wedding date.
He is coming around, Lucy thought to herself. She instantly felt relieved, her fingers tracing the concealer Zoe had applied to cover her bruised wrist. Maybe he realized he went too far, maybe he wants to make things right.
“You’re smiling at your phone again.” A deep voice said from across the table.
Lucy looked up to see Jonathan. He was leaning back in a chair opposite her, with some research p
