~FREYA~
When Lucas enters the room, I sit on the bed, leaning against the headboard while reading a book. I make sure that the book isn't upside down. I can't let him know I've been restless for hours waiting for him to return with my sister. I didn't need to embarrass myself like I often did in front of him.
He would never know how much it tortured me that he had such strong feelings for her. I never planned on telling him. My feelings would mean nothing to him, and I would rather spare my heart from the heartache. I didn't want to put myself through that.
If I ever were to let Lucas in on my feelings, I knew that he wouldn't know what to do with it. It was better to avoid any awkwardness between us.
At first, he doesn't say anything as he walks into the bathroom. I'm surprised that
