LUCAS’ POV

It was the first work day of the week, and even though I did not voice out how I couldn't wait to see her, my scrambling footsteps around the house, would tell a blind man exactly what it was.

We were yet to speak after the ordeal the previous day. All my calls from yesterday had gone unanswered, just like I ignored all from my father.

Ever since my mother's death, he had always blamed it on Elena, and I never agreed with him. Which was one of the reasons for our strained relationship.

Now, there was no hope of fixing anything between us after his drama yesterday....