C10 The Stakes are Raised

Lucas

I folded my arm across my chest, saying nothing, but I kept my eyes trained on her. With her hair pulled into a bun at the back of her head, she looked so small, so fragile.

I wanted to feel sorry for her, but I could not overlook the fact that she was her father’s little puppet, sent to play me, to manipulate me. And yet she was back here even after I’d rejected her request before