Mason POV
She was sleeping after we had a long argument about sending her back home. After driving for an hour, we’ve finally reached my apartment. I carried her inside my apartment. She looked so tired. As I carefully put her on my bed, she suddenly moved her body and opened her eyes. “Mason?” she rubbed her eyes. I couldn’t help but smile at her. She looked like a little girl, making me forget the fact that she just killed a man a few hours ago. “You should rest, Lucia. You looked tired.” I took some meds from the drawer and gave them to her with a glass of water. She looked at me with an unreadable expression on her face. “What is it, Lucia?” I asked her because she just stared at the pills in her hands instead of drinking them. “Um…It’s nothing. You’re suddenly reminded me of my broth
