My mind spins as the weight of his words settles over me. He doesn’t want Luce. And he doesn’t care what they think.

I’m not sure what I feel and I keep trying to escape him so I can process everything, but he keeps getting in my space. Now, he’s purring after kissing me, which wasn’t supposed to happen.

All of this should be a relief because I’m safe. It may not be as bad as I first thought it would be, but it only adds to my confusion.

I shouldn’t like him. He’s the one who ...