As Lucas repeated his assurance that James and I would always be his best friends, frustration bubbled within me, taking over my train of thought.
I couldn't bear to hear him say those similar words again—
it was as if he was using them as a shield, a way to justify his actions without considering how they affected us.
"Stop saying that," I blurted the words out, unable to hold back my emotions any longer.
Lucas looked taken aback by my outburst, a frown crossing his face.
"Shana, what's wrong now?" he asked, his voice tinged with concern. "I'm just—"
"No, Lucas." I stopped him from saying anything else.
I took a deep breath, trying to gather my thoughts.
"It's just... It's not fair, Lucas," I said, my voice trembling with emotion. "You're willing to trad
