Elsa
"I love you too much to hurt you," Lucas whispered, his voice breaking as he leaned down and kissed me. I cringed, pulling back as far as my restraints would allow, but there was no escape from the weight of his words or the touch of his lips. His affection, once something that made me feel safe, now felt like chains of their own.
He pulled away and looked into my eyes with a sadness that almost seemed genuine. “I should have taken you from him that day at the diner when we first met. I had the chance. But I cared about our friendship too much. I didn’t want to betray him... and I regret it, Elsa. All of it.”
A single tear slipped down his cheek as he confessed his regret, but I couldn’t feel sympathy. Not anymore. He wasn’t the man I thought he was, and whatever we had, whatever c
