Lucas's POV:
I wake up in a very uncomfortable position. I look down and see that I'm tied to a metal chair. Classic hostage situation. I look around to see where I could possibly be.
I'm in a warehouse. Again, classic.
I think about anything other than where I am at this moment. Charlotte. I close my eyes and see her face, the very face that I have studied a thousand times over. I know every detail of that face. The grey eyes that light up when she sees me, the blonde hair that she tosses around knowing that it drives me insane. The face slowly morphs into a new face. My Eden. The smaller version of Charlotte. So beautiful, so delicate, so fierce. Only two months old and- oh no. The anniversary party. Charlotte's been working on it for weeks. We're having this party alm
