Her Exodus, His Regret.
Lucien replied, his palms fisting in his pockets.
Liam nodded. "Something like, her love for Caramel macchiato and a light drizzle of something sweet, example honey?"
Lucien smirked. "She doesn't like sweets"
"Of course, that's because you don't like it" Liam said, his voice now tightening. Lucien looked at him.
"Now you're even lying to feed your fantasies" Lucien couldn't help but mock.
"I hope that's what I'm doing. But, it's not" Liam said. The elevator doors slid open. "Stop hanging around her Lucien. Stop reminding her of the mistake she once made in her life. That's torture". He walked out of the elevator.