Chapter Eleven: Opening Up wounds
Lucian’s POV >>>>>>>>
I stared around, proud of the work I had done in making this place neat. It was an eyesore and I was sure it must have freaked the young lady out.
The ground, once buried under layers of dry leaves, broken twigs, and years of forgotten dirt, was now cleared, swept and leveled. The wild grass that had once climbed waist-high was now trimmed back,
The overgrown trees that had once arched wildly overhead had been pruned,
I turned slowly, taking it all in; the quiet, and tranquility,
And for the first time in a long while, the place felt like it was mine. It felt like the home my brother and I spent months building.
This is where I had spent most of my youthful years with my younger brother, training in s
