Which One Do You Want
I asked softly, "You don't even give me five minutes?"
Lucian looked outside, ultimately rejected me and said, "Let's talk tonight, okay?
"Something in the pack seems really important?"
"Very important," he answered without hesitation, his eyes were so determined, "more important than my life."
I smiled.
That smile was faint, like the last snowflake in winter, fleeting and quickly gone.
"Go," I said softly, "don't be late."
Lucian seemed to have something to say, but in the end, he just gave a light kiss on my forehead and hurriedly left.
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