"Yet you used her, took advantage of her as you've done to all other women, and then claimed your fake love on her. You don't love her," Noah roars.

But before he can land another kick, Lucas gets up.

"It wasn't fake love. I loved her truly. Neither did I use her," Lucas exclaims, getting up, all bloody now.

Seeing his beaten-up state makes my heart ache. We were good friends after all.

"Noah, please stop, he's bleeding," I whisper, scared for Lucas.

Lucas's attention diverts toward me, ...