Chapter 45

• Olivia Fernandes
• The brief moment I spent staring at Lucas standing right in front of me felt like an eternity. It infuriated me that I still felt a sense of comfort seeing him there, smelling the scent I’d grown so used to over the past few years, and feeling that familiar warmth he used to bring when we were together.
• But I knew it was nothing more than an illusion—a trick my brain was trying to play on me as his absence softened the things that should weigh much heavier than the fleeting sense of ease he once made me feel, before I found out everything.