Bree’s P.O.V.
Once my brain had understood that it was really Luke, who was standing at the front door, my eyes filled up with tears immediately.
God, I missed him so much!
It is so good to see him again!
He just kept standing at the door, looking at me like I was a ghost, as if he really didn’t believe that I was truly there in the same room as him. As if he was wondering if his own mind was playing tricks on him or not at the moment. But once his eyes blinked once, his feet started to move, fast, and they didn’t stop either until he was right in front of me. His arms picked me up from the couch where he set himself down and placed me right on his lap, his arms folding around me with such a passion I was wondering if he would ever let me go again. His nose pressed against my neck, as
