HUNDRED AND EIGHT

LUCAN

My phone has been dead.

My handiwork.

Perhaps I don’t want to receive any of Cassidy’s calls.

I’m not even fighting with her, I just want to keep a short distance for now. Maybe by tomorrow, I can then decide to make my contact active.

I was on my way back from where I headed for a fast meal when I saw one of Liam’s cars.

I didn’t run, I just kept my stance as I kept walking. I didn’t expect him to drive past without seeing me- since it’s broad daylight, nor do I wish he stopped.

The latter occurred.

I decided to stop, watched him get out of his car, his driver closing the door behind him.

He walked towards me, his steppings confident like the young CEO he is.

I stood, right on the spot, not sure what apology to lay down at his feet.

He stopped in front of me, and I found myself face to face with him, mouth sealed with nothing to say.

No excuse to give.

‘I did it because I had to.’ Something so easy yet difficult to say.

I can smell his cologne, a mix of richness an