Lucia's POV

“We need to talk.” The words finally leave my mouth.

“About what?" He says and covers his eyes with his arm and sighs heavily.

“About...u,” I say slowly and he removes his arm from his eyes and looks at me with furrowed eyebrows.

"You're not...you're not changing your mind right?" He sits up on the bed and I hear a slight worry in his voice.

"No. No." I say, quickly. "I just need some...the answer,” I say in a whisper.

"You can ask me anything. I'll answer it. But can we do this in the morning? I am tired.” He sighs heavily and lays back down. I feel...