Days passed. During that time, Velia realized something. Lucas was always there with her. Seven days a week, without exception.

Velia finished preparing breakfast when Lucas arrived, looking neat and tidy. They sat down together.

Lucas wiped his mouth. He finished a glass of water and asked nonchalantly, “Is there something you want to say?”

Velia snapped out of her reverie, and Lucas stared at her. His gaze seemed piercing.

“You've been watching me all this time,” Lucas continued. “I thought there was something you wanted to say.”

Velia should not have been surprised. He seemed careless, but in truth, Lucas was very perceptive. Nothing escaped his eyes.

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