The silence is almost painful and Lucas looks like he wants to say something but he waits for my reaction first, giving me a few moments to process what he said.
I hold onto his hands, trying to bring myself back to reality. “You're…you're what? Who?"
“I'm," Lucas starts but I drop his hands, breaking the spell, and pace away from him. He goes quiet and watches my reaction. I walk around the room, hearing my own steps in the silent library.
“Okay," I stop pacing and face him. “Why did you hide it from us? From me?" I try not to be hurt. I know that if I had this big secret, I wouldn't tell someone I had just met so I can't blame him for keeping this from me. But I can still feel hurt by it.
“Well," Lucas has the decency to look embarrassed and apologetic, “you saw what happened tonigh
