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~FREYA~ I was surprised to see Lucas already waking and gazing down at me. His eyes told me that there was plenty on his mind. It made me wonder how long he had been awake, looking at me without saying anything or trying to wake me. I bit my lip as he continued to stare at them. This was our second time together in the same bed. I was surprised that he had stayed the entire night with me and not run off like the last time. This time, I wouldn't be able to tell if he woke up aroused like the last time. Why did that little detail make me feel so disappointed? What the hell was happening to me? Even though Lucas was my husband, it was clear that he did not belong to me. He wasn't mine. His heart belonged to my sister, and it would always be that way. I shouldn't feel this way for som