Luke's POV
Ethan helped me pull up my jacket as I looked at myself in the mirror. It was evening and the city looked like it always did by this time. The lights were bright and the busy aura that drove men in the morning was now more relaxed and laid back.
Many a time, I had left my room without a second glance at the woman who sat in it. Without appreciating her beauty in the pale light, but now I was very aware of the empty space that dwelt on my bed.
The lack of her presence felt like a void, both at home and in my heart, my father's provocation only gave me a reason not to get lost in it. I had been playing on his finger for far too long, and it was time I finally pulled away.
“It is time. Any later and your father would use that as a reason to act. We can't give him a chance.” Et
