Olivia’s pov:I arrived at work the next morning, feeling a bit anxious. I realized I was five minutes late, but my worry subsided when I noticed that Lucas was also running late – something quite unusual for him. I figured he might have gotten stuck in traffic, which seemed to be terrible this morning.Trying to shake off the nerves, I continued with my day, but I kept an eye out for Lucas, expecting him to show up eventually. Sure enough, around 9:30, he arrived, but he appeared different today. There was a distant look in his eyes, and he didn't respond to my greeting. Well, he's back to his grumpy self.Without saying a word, I went to the cafeteria and grabbed a cup of coffee and a sandwich for him, as I did every morning. I went to his office, but something felt off when I walked through the door. His eyes were slightly red, and he looked off. Unsure of what to do, I placed the coffee and sandwich on his desk, and then quietly returned to my work. The morning passed, and I not

I stood confidently in front of him, exuding a self-assurance that matched his usual demeanor. Placing the file on his desk, I turned to leave, purposefully disregarding his presence, just as he often did with me. From my peripheral vision, I could feel his intense stare, but I refused to let it affect me. “Olivia, where are the notes for this file?" he asked, his voice firm and insistent. I turned to face him, a hint of sass in my voice, "It's already in the file, Sir." He seemed taken aback by my response, his voice slightly louder, "What's wrong?" My composure remained steadfast as I replied firmly, "Nothing." "It's definitely something if you're running out of my office like I ate your last slice of cake," he retorted, raising an eyebrow. For a moment, I was caught off guard, "What? Did you eat my cake?" I asked, a touch of worry creeping into my voice. I had kept a slice in the office fridge earlier, and I wondered how he could possibly know. He sighed, "No, Olivia, I didn'

Lucas Pov:Every resolve I had started to crumble as I saw tears starting to form in her eyes, leaving me stunned as she left my office. I was surrounded by a cloud of anguish as I struggled to decide what hurt me more—my haunted past or the person who left after being hurt by my actions. It broke my heart that I had hurt her so.She somehow instilled in me the notion that happiness was a possibility, and I learned this in her presence. She proved to be peaceful in my chaotic and otherwise dull life, despite my earlier claim that she disturbed it.The office door swung open abruptly and I got up from my chair in the hopes that she had come back. Imagining wrapping her in my arms while offering sincere apologies filled my thoughts. Every chance of pushing her away fied out of my mind. However, disappointment settled in as it wasn't her who stood there; it was my cousin, Blake Adams. His astonished gaze met mine, leaving me no choice but to avert my eyes, unable to meet his gaze."What

The following week unfolded without any dramatic occurrences. Lucas's whole week was tightly scheduled, leaving us with limited time to engage in conversation. However, upon arriving today, I was greeted by a box resting on my desk. Upon opening it, I discovered an assortment of vibrant markers alongside pink and purple sticky notes. A message accompanied the items: "Use these! Infuse color to your and my world." The note bore his signature at the end. A blush crept onto my cheeks, but I resolved not to let it affect me at all. I closed the box and kept it aside.As the day concluded, Caroline, Regina, and I went on shopping to find the ideal dress for tomorrow's event. After briefing Caroline about the plan, she eagerly agreed to join the mission and enveil Lucas’s intention. It surprised me when I noticed a familiar mischievous grin on her face, similar to the one I had seen on Regina. I wonder why they both are too dramatic but they both are behaving as if they are saving the world

As I ran from the event, a whirlwind of emotions churned within me. The intensity of the encounter with Lucas had left me breathless and flustered. I needed a moment to collect my thoughts, to make sense of the conflicting feelings that had been stirred up.Just as I found a quiet corner to gather myself, Lucas's voice reached me, causing my heart to skip a beat. "Olivia," he called, his tone urgent yet gentle.His words had sent a shiver down my spine, his possessiveness was both surprising and oddly thrilling. I met his intense gaze, a mix of emotions swirling within me. "I'm not anyone's possession, Lucas."He quickly took my hands, his fingers grazing softly as he held me. "I don't mean it like that, Liv. I just... I've realized that I can't stand the thought of you being in someone else's arms."The sincerity in his eyes was undeniable, and I found myself speechless for a moment. "Lucas, I..."He interrupted me, his voice a mere whisper against the backdrop of the music that came