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.

eyes never leave me. They're golden and intense, different from the way he looked at me

finally recognizing the

That would be great.

transported back to Cedarwood. Back to when he'd found me, after I'd run away from everything

Gala. I wanted nothing to do with you, but you stuck around anyway. You

as I remember those early days. "You'd break into my apartment while I was at work. Spread your scent

furrows slightly, but he remains silent, listening

be so sweet sometimes, I continue,

Ava: Who He

It's endearing, really. The way you bend over backwards to keep me happy, to keep

darker times. "You saved me from my

done for me, everything he's been through because of me,

cracking slightly. "I can't even begin to understand how you can

after all

you away.

golden gaze never leaves

my Lucas, but at least he isn't staring at me like I'm a complete stranger. He's starting to see me, even if he doesn't see

were always there, waiting for me to turn to you. And now.... now the tables have

my heart pounding in my chest. Lucas grunts, a low sound that reverberates through the quiet room, but I have no

"How'd it go?"

as soon as I walk through the door, her eyes shining with optimism and the belief that fated

all.

eyes burning into me. "I don't know. Every so often, I think he's getting a hint of the bond. 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

sure when you'd come home, so I

gut. Is this really home now? It feels temporary, but our home isn't

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