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ADRIA’S POV.
“I think someone should step up, and do the talking.” My mum urged, when the both of us remained silent. “Lucien came to ask how you were doing, Adria.” She added, going to Lucien, and taking a package from his hands. “I’m guessing this is for Adria?” She asked him, and he nodded.
He did care about me. He really did, so why wasn’t he looking for a solution like I was?
It gave me weird ideas.
“Adria and I have been having some intense clashes.” Lucien finally spoke, as my mum handed me the package he had brought, which smelt of chamomile.
“Intense?” My mum asked, going back to her sofa.
“Yes. We both get hurt, each time.” He added, and my mum placed her fingers on her forehead.
“This was what you were avoiding, right?” She asked slowly, and Lucien nodded. “But how d
