Allison's POV
I stared at my phone again, waiting to hear the familiar chime of a text notification, but nothing came. Three days, and Lucian hadn't shown up once. No calls, no texts, no appearing at my door with that determined look in his eyes.
The silence was... unsettling.
”Mommy, will Uncle Lucian come today?” Lily's small voice pulled me from my thoughts as she glanced up from her coloring book, crayon suspended mid-air.
My heart squeezed at the hopeful expression on her face. ”I'm not sure, sweetheart. He might be busy with work. Why do you ask?”
”He hasn't come for a really long time,” she sighed, her tiny shoulders drooping. ”I miss him.”
I swallowed hard. When had Lucian's absence become so noticeable?
For months I'd been pushing him away, and now that he'd finally stopped
