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**Valerie** The weekend with Lucas was a blur of confusion and uncertainty. I had no idea what was going on in his mind. Why he beat that man and why he seemed like he regretted it after. A thousand different possibilities flooded my mind. Did the girl look like his ex? Does he know the guy perhaps? Maybe they had unsettled issues from the past? Then my mind drifted back to when we'd just come back from the station. The look in his eyes was cold and distant. It was almost like he was in pain. I don't know what I was expecting. I didn't want to push it, but I didn't think he was going to be so quiet either. It was just hope. I was hoping he'd at least explain a bit of what happened to me. Instead, he had murmured "goodnight" in the coldest way possible. And since we landed in New Yo