KATE
I just couldn’t bring myself to stop pacing ever since Lucille had left me all alone in the room with a promise to be right back.
Already, almost thirty minutes had passed, and the woman was still a no-show.
And she said she was going to be right back.
Why wasn’t she back, damn it?
My nails dug into my palms, and I clenched my fists at my sides, desperately trying to ignore the panic clawing at my insides, trying to ignore the fact that after almost eight months of thinking I was free of him, Luca Kincaid was back in my life once again to shatter all the progress I had made… to break down all the walls I had managed to build around myself… around my heart.
But oh, he wasn’t going to reduce me to this, to reduce me to that weak, indecisive, spineless woman I used to be back when
