Elsa
Lucas’s words hit me like a tidal wave, leaving me completely shaken. His voice had been calm, but underneath, I could feel his desperation, the same kind of desperation I imagined Knight was feeling, the same weight that was pressing down on Claire. It was suffocating, and no matter how hard I tried to push it away, it lingered, heavy and unrelenting.
I was lying in bed, Lucas’s arms wrapped around me, his warmth comforting on the surface, but my mind was elsewhere. No matter how close he held me, all I could think about was Adam. The ache in my chest was unbearable, a constant reminder that the person I truly wanted, the person I was meant to be with, wasn’t here. Instead, I was lying next to someone I didn’t love, someone I didn’t want to be with. The realization was like a sharp
