Tangled

Chapter 289

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289 Ava: Who He Is

The way Lucas watches me is terrifying,

Terrifying, because there's finally interest in his gaze.

I don't want to hold hope, because every time I have even the glimmer of it, he says something that crushes my heart. The way he doesn't even recognize our fated bond kills me. It's yearning aching in my chest, wanting me to go to him. To claim him. To shake and scream until he

remembers all the pain and all the joy between us.

Instead, I sit there, scratching more vigorously at my arms, and the string inside of me tugst harder, as if trying to get my attention. I ignore it.

""Your scent."

Glancing at Lucas, who stops talking mid-sentence, I sniff discreetly in the direction of my armpits. Did I forget to scrub? He keeps talking about my smell. "Do I stink that bad?"

"It's getting stronger, he confirms, his voice husky.

Maybe this is his way of getting me to leave again. "Do you want me to go?"

"No."

Oh. Never mind, then.

My heart dances at that denial, though, raising hope high on a flag pole and waving it at the walls I've tried desperately to construct around my heart.

says, shifting his weight as his eyes never leave me. They're golden and intense, different from the way he looked at me when

finally recognizing the

That would be great.

wash over me. Lucas's scent, amber and campfire smoke, fills my senses, and I'm transported back to Cedarwood. Back to

in Cedarwood, far from here, I say softly, my eyes meeting his. "After the Gala. I wanted nothing to do with you, but you stuck around

early days. "You'd break into my apartment while I was at work. Spread your scent around. It should have been creepy, but... it wasn't.

but he remains silent, listening

continue, my voice

Ava: Who He

bend over backwards to keep me happy, to

saved me from my

done for me, everything he's

respect you so much," I admit, my voice cracking slightly. "I can't even

love, especially after... after

you away.

gaze never

like I'm a complete stranger. He's

"You were always there, waiting for me to turn to you. And now.... now the tables have turned. It's my

fall silent, my heart pounding in my chest. Lucas grunts, a low sound that reverberates through

"How'd it go?"

I walk through the door, her eyes shining

all.

Then he says something so casual that just destroys every last hope I've ever held." Lisa hands me a plate with half a tuna sandwich and a pitiful handful of chips. I raise an eyebrow at her, and she flashes me a

extra hungry," she admits, shrugging. "Wasn't sure when you'd come home, so

like a punch to the gut. Is this really home now? It feels temporary, but our home isn't ours any longer. What does it look like now? I'm not sure I want

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