He had no idea how Aurora was doing these past couple of days.
While he’d been away, Lucas thought about her more than once–about the warmth of her in his arms and the softness he gotten so used to.
As for Wendy sitting in the backseat, all Lucas wanted now was to get in touch with Ke
He’d had enough of Keh’s beloved sister.
He truly couldn’t deal with her any longer.
Back at the house, Wendy followed him out of the car, sticking close behind, not daring to fall a step behind.
The aura radiating off him was downright intimidating, and she didn’t have the nerve to speak up.
In truth, she still didn’t know what hade over her when she’d taken his phone.
Her body had moved faster than her brain.
Biting her lip, she kept trying to build up the courage until she finally reached out and tugged lightly at his sleeve. “Lukey…”
Lucas turned, his brows sharply furrowed, his expression icy. “This better be important.”
He was waiting to charge his phone.
He had no patience left for this.
When he stepped inside, the house was piteh–dark.
Aurora was clearly not at home.
A flicker of worry crossed his mind.
This was usually the time she’d be in–where could she be?
Wendy hesitated, then awkwardly asked, “Can you… not tell my brother? Lukey, I promise, I won’t bother you again.”
She didn’t want Keh knowing what had gone down tonight<b>, </b>especially not the part where she’d blocked him.
If hepared notes with Lucas, everything would unravel.
She looked at Lucas with pleading eyes, hoping for even a sliver of sympathy.
But Lucas yanked his sleeve out of her grasp without hesitation.
“That’s not your call to make.”
With that, the conversation was over.
He turned and strode straight toward his room, not sparing her andther nce.
Wendy stared at the tall, broad figure walking <b>away </b><b>from </b>brand <b>new </b>there was no room left for uzgubation
<b>Everyone </b>was pressuring her. <b>So </b>why should <b>she </b>keepconsidering everyone else?
The <b>simile </b>on her face <b>twisted </b>into <b>something wild </b>and <b>unhinged </b>bearing no trace of the sweetness she dance shown,
Luces headed straight <b>into </b><b>his </b>room and quickly plugged <b>in </b>bis ph
<i>He </i><b>held </b>down <b>the </b>pusver button, and as soon as the screen litus, ad essages from theetbeled “Roca” peppext <ol><li>up. </li></ol>
A spark of joy lit in his chest.
So, they were still in sync.
The moment his phone powered on, her messages came through.
Smiling faintly, he opened the app, only to realize both messages had been sent over two hours ago.
The smile froze on his face.
What exnation?
He didn’t understand any of it.
He tapped on the call log and spotted the red notification. She had tried calling him twice.
Aurora rarely ever called him like that.
What could’ve happened to make her reach out repeatedly?
A heavy sense of dread settled in his gut.
He quickly typed a message back:
“Rora, what are you talking about? What exnation? I don’t understand.”
He waited.
Nothing came.
His heartbeat grew louder in his ears, pounding like war drums.
But on Aurora’s end, she was already resting.
The IV drip had finished, and after asking the nurse to remove the needle, she finally dozed off into a deep sleep,