I don't like her

LYNN'S POV

After I finished pacing, I slumped down on the couch beside Pierre and rested my head on his shoulder. Drake had been in his office for over an hour and all I wanted to do was see if he was okay but I also didn't want to get yelled at.

"Do you think he's okay?" I asked Lucas.

"Oh, honey, that boy is just fine. We all need those alone moments to get our head on straight. He'll be back to normal before you even know it."

But I noticed the way his tone was flat. He didn't believe his words, but simply told me them for comfort. I'd much rather have the truth than some bullshit sugar coating.

"I can't believe Dakota would do that to Drake. She might have been afraid to tell him about Lex, but she adored him." I honestly didn't understand her motives. From what Drake had told me about his childhood, how could anyone trust them?

Luis wrapped an arm around me. "People are crazy, lynn. We don't always know who people truly are.

Dakota has her reasons."

I was about to reply when the