After Elisabeth left, I paced around the house until midnight. I was waiting for Lucian to respond, worrying about him. He had planned to uncover something about his past today, and neither of us knew what he would find.
This made me even more anxious. I didn’t want him to feel alone. I wanted to be there to support him, no matter what he was feeling.
Finally, I took my phone with me to bed, but the bed felt ice-cold without him. I grabbed an extra blanket from the closet to add to my comforter.
I tossed and turned for a while, and when my phone lit up, I eagerly opened his message. He said he had some work to do. Frustrated, I tossed the phone back onto the bed. I closed my eyes and tried to sleep, but it was impossible. My mind kept circling around my thoughts. Lucian, in both the par
