I closed the door to my room the moment I entered and leaned my back on it as I slid down to the floor. My hands on my chest. Feeling the frantic race of my heart beat.
My mind replayed what Lucien had just told me.
He said it was me. It has always been me. I didn’t know how to interpret that. Or worse, I didn’t want to interpret It wrongly.
Does he mean his first love had always been me?
He admitted to liking me even while he had been with Kayla, but how about way before that? Before I saved him. Before we crossed paths. I couldn’t believe that I was the first. That he hasn’t loved another before me.
I shouldn’t be dwelling on this. I really should get my ass up and do some work.
I was supposed to meet Isla today. And she was supposed to bring someone to our meeting.
Jamie.
