*Sasha*

While we ate the fresh venison, which melted in my mouth so deliciously, I couldn’t help thinking about what Lucas had said. He made it sound like it would be easy to be apart.

“Sasha, you should be smiling. We’re getting ready to go home.”

“I am happy. I’m just… worried.”

Lucas scoffed and rolled his eyes. “What are you worried about this time?”

I bowed my head and looped my arm around my stomach. “I’m ...