*Grocery shopping*

Lucas wasn’t sure when exhaustion settled over him, but he felt it in his bones. He wanted nothing more than to close his eyes and let sleep take over, but Valentina was still sprawled out on his bed, lost in a drunken haze.

He sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. Taking care of her was becoming a full-time job.

He pulled the covers back and sat beside her, studying her face. She was deep in whatever world alcohol had thrown her into, but the faint lines between her ...