Kelly
The strong autumn air hit my skin as I stood outside Aiden’s school, watching the last few kids scatter across their parents. The meeting with his teacher had gone well, but I was exhausted. Between balancing everything, and keeping up with my company, I felt stretched thin.
I was about to head to my car when I heard it.
"Kelly." I froze.
I didn’t need to turn around to know who it was. Lucian.
His voice carried something different this time. No arrogance, as if he had rehearsed saying my name but still wasn’t sure if he had the right.
Slowly, I turned.
He stood a few feet away, hands shoved in his coat pockets, his expression unreadable. There were dark circles under his eyes, a tiredness in the way he held himself.
Was he here because of Davis case? I sighed. I
