Chapter 20 Lucas Steps In

• The morning air was crisp, and the sun cast a soft glow through the windows of the mansion, but inside, the atmosphere was far from peaceful. Celia sat at the breakfast table, stirring her coffee absently, her thoughts still tangled in the conversation she’d had with Alexander the night before. His refusal to acknowledge the growing attraction between them was like a weight around her chest. Each time she thought she might break through, he built another wall, pushing her further away.
• Her mind was distracted when the soft click of the door opening interrupted her thoughts. It was Lucas.
• “Good morning, Celia,” Lucas greeted with his usual charm, his smile wide and inviting as he took a seat across from her at the table. He was always so effortlessly confident, a stark contrast to the reserved, almost tortured Alexander.