I paced back and forth in my room, my nerves tangled. Apologizing was never this hard, but Jenna felt like more than just a friend—she was my first friend here, practically family, and I’d let her down. Today, I had to make things right, no matter how badly the words got stuck in my throat.
A knock at the door startled me. I rushed to open it, my heart skipping when I saw Lucas on the other side, grinning with his usual mischievous charm.
"Lucas! You’re early," I said, surprised but instantly comforted. Despite being my stepbrother, we’d grown close over the years. And something more stronger grew between us, which was not related to sibling relationship at all.
“Thought I’d catch you off guard. Figured you might need some company before your ‘girls’ night,’” he teased, stepping inside
