Lucas POV
Alissia rolls her eyes. “So, what’s the big discussion? You’ve already told me my toe is fractured and that I need ice. Done, right?”
Demitri narrows his eyes. “Stop acting like a brat, Alissia. I’m talking about us—this,” he gestures between the three of us. “This isn’t nothing.”
She crosses her arms. “This is nothing, Demitri. It can never be anything. That’s why I keep saying I’m staying single.”
He groans in frustration, rubbing his temples as if she’s giving him a headache. “You can’t keep saying you’re staying single.”
“Why not?” she challenges. “You’re not willing to share unless I push you too far. You three are completely different, constantly battling each other. It won’t work. I’ll stay single.”
She’s not entirely wrong, but she’s not entirely right either. I dec
