Chapter 7

Victoria’s pov

“Luka?”

He’s here. A part of me was relieved, but another part was pissed. Pissed that he took so long to come, in addition to the anger towards my shitty ex-boyfriend. He chose the wrong time to come.

“What is it with you men and your terrible late timing?” I asked, turning towards him. He wasn’t in the best mood.

“Yeah, sorry about that. I got carried away in my thoughts,” Luka mumbled as he scratched his neck. I simply stared at him in disbelief. That’s his excuse?

“Okay,” I simply said before making my way to my cotton candy.

“Okay?”

“Yes, okay, Luka.” I stopped to face him. “If you don’t want to be friends, it’s okay. You don’t have to pity and try to force a friendship you obviously don’t want.” I wanted to get to learn more about him and maybe help him. But you can’t bring the horse to the water only to force him to drink.

Or how ever that saying goes.

He sighed again before explaining. “It’s not that I don’t want to be friends, Victoria. I just can’t. It