Kaylie POV
As I hear a knock on the door, I respond, "Come in."
The handsome face of Lucas appears from behind the door, holding a bouquet of colorful and fresh flowers. I look at him, feeling confused. After the embarrassing kiss we shared yesterday, why is he here this morning, carrying flowers like a man proposing to his lover?
"Kaylie... please put them in a vase and place them next to Adam's bed. I picked them on the hill while running. Aren't these flowers beautiful?" He extends the flowers towards me.
Ah, it's for his son, not for me. Don't get ahead of yourself, Kaylie. Don't feel important, don't think this man loves you. He's still grieving the loss of his wife; it's impossible for him to redirect his love towards you so quickly. Even though the kiss yesterday kept you up a
