"Lucas…" I murmured."I'm not dreaming, am I? You're Ivy. It's you, right?" Lucas suddenly cupped my face.At such proximity, our breaths intertwined in a chaotic dance.His drunken gaze was a haze of bewilderment, disbelief, and an indescribable mix of bitterness and affection.My heart felt as though it was being twisted by someone, leaving it sore and aching."Lucas, you're not dreaming. It's me, Ivy—"Before I could finish speaking, a warm kiss landed on my lips. It was a very soft, gentle kiss that was tender to the utmost, tentative, and full of delicate reverence.I barely registered what happened when Lucas let go, his pupils glimmering with a golden-red hue.Lucas was holding himself back. He must have caught the surprise and unease on my face, as well as the panic in my eyes.He took my hand and pulled me to sit down on the seat, as the car had already started moving.Lucas raised the partition inside the car. In the enclosed space, our two pheromones began to mingl
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