Chapter 45

Lucien's POV

I sighed for what might have been the hundredth time, I had been loitering around this place for a while now and I hadn't been able to muster the courage to go in.

I was stumped. I had never been this hesitant to do something before, it was like all of my instincts were trying to warn me not to go in there.

I had come here filled with the determination to let my voice be heard and here I was loitering around the streets of Crescent Valley.

It was probably my guilty conscience, after all, I hadn't been especially kind to Avery. Because of my weakness, I had ignored her and abandoned her and now I've come running back.

She probably wants nothing to do with me, I could still remember her expression the other day in the forest. She had been so afraid but at the same time, she had been very repulsive towards me.

I sighed again, I didn't blame her though, from what I've heard, she has been through a lot. She must have really suffered under that bastard, Devon and she will most