Rena’s pov

Emerging with two wine glasses and a bottle of white wine in his hands, Lucas sat in front of me as we try to catch up over petty discussions about when i was young and how he had cherished the moment of him watching me and his kids having fun.

An hint of pain and regret formed in his eyes as he recalled the old days and i felt a bit of pity for me.

“I really miss my kids Rena, letting go of them is one of the biggest mistake I've made. I feel so lonely” he buried his head in his palms and i patted him...