AN HOUR LATER, WATCHING NYLON DROVE away, she heard loud knocks on her door. She was almost lulled into sleep, but those knocks make her eyes shut open. She was supposed to ask first who that person was, normally, she’ll be cautious, but maybe preuming that Nylon is back, she just opened the door swiftly.
And Lucas was there, it took her breath away, just seeing him standing there, like an apparition.
“Stacey,” usal nito.
“Lucas…” she heard herself mutter before she lost air. He was under his mouth, his breath, his arms, and she felt, felt it was home. That she should be there, and only there, it was different with Nylon, and she despised herself clearly about what happened earlier that she needed to nearly p**e at the guilt that has buried inside her system…
But w
