LUCILLE'S POV
“Lachlan.” I whispered, staring at the cold face before me. A wry smile crept on his lips, as he released my hand.
“Were you searching for me?” He asked, his voice low yet deep.
“I…” I hesitated. “ Not really, I just arrived, and was searching for my friends.” I lied.
“Uhmm.” He hummed before staring at my hair. “ I've never seen you in cornrows.” He commented, and I felt my cheeks burning up.
Thankfully, it was a bit dark, so he couldn't see how red my cheeks were. Clearing my throat noisily, I immediately masked my emotions Masking my face nonchalantly, I pressed my hand to his chest, setting a distance between us.
Two pups pursued each other, as they went through our middle, creating more distance between us.
“I haven't heard from you for a while now. I've been
