Lucy’s pov

The second the door clicked shut I exploded. The scream ripped out of my throat raw and ugly and I didn’t give a single fuck who heard it.

I grabbed my phone and hurled it across the bed so hard it bounced off the wall and landed face down in the sheets.

Then I dropped onto the mattress like my bones had given out, fists pressed into my eyes until little sparks danced behind the lids.

Why again? Why him? Why the fuck did she think I would just pack a bag and smile and call some stranger daddy like it was normal? My chest heaved.

Heat crawled...