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CHAPTER EIGHT

Author: Rosa Kane
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ESSENCE

I didn’t know what to say. A part of me wanted to reject the bag Lucian was handing to me, not because I was ungrateful, but because it was all beginning to feel a little… unreal.

He had already done so much for me tonight, and quite frankly, it was starting to scare me. No one had ever treated me this well. It was the kind of thing you see in romantic dramas, the ones where the girl gets swept off her feet by the handsome, mysterious stranger. Except I was not that girl. Not even close.

He stood there, arm extended, waiting patiently, and I was shivering even with the heater on. The stubborn chill wasn’t just from the rain, it was from life. The kind of cold that clung to your soul and refused to let go.

But the moment I looked at Lucian’s hand still holding the bag, not backing away, I felt guilty. He wasn’t pressuring me. He wasn’t doing it to impress me. He was just… kind. And that messed with me more than anything else.

With a weak smile, I reached for the bag.

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reneewalker981
That was great advice if you ask me, it's hard but if she follows it, her life will be so much better
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Reynolds
Lucian's an angel, but he's right Essy. You've gotta let go.
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Lawretta Ubi
you better walk away while you still can
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