Daydream

“What?”

“From what I heard about you before, you seemed like a total asshole. Just another rich, playboy jerk that thought he could do whatever he wanted. I heard all about those run-ins at the club when Megan was still around.”

“I was,” Lucien said with a sad smile. That seemed like an entire lifetime ago. Who even was that guy? “I was all those things.”

“I used to daydream about running you over with my car.”

“Maybe you should have. I would have sued you though.”

Becca laughed.

“I’m glad I was wrong,” she smiled at him. “There is something I wanted to talk to you about too.”

“Sure.” Lucien pulled up and chair and sat beside her bed.

“There was a point while we were captive when your… when the woman involved was attacking Audrey. I think she wanted Audrey to say she didn’t love you.”

“I understand,”Lucien hung his head. “She said whatever she needed to say to keep herself safe.”

“No, you don’t understand. She wouldn’t say it. Even though she was terrified, she said it out loud. She s