Dylan's expression darkened as he stared at me with his cold eyes. "Lacey, do you know what you're talking about?"
"I know!" Of course I knew. I had endured and suffered for two years, but what I got wasn't love. It wasn't love no matter how warm it felt!
Then he suddenly pulled my hand, carried me to the bed and wrapped a robe around me. He squatted before me and held me tightly. ''Tell me, what happened?''
He was calm. Even when I blurted out everything that I had in my mind, he would always be calm.
I shook my head. My eyes were red and my voice was hoarse. "Dylan, do you love me?" I didn't know why I would ask him this question, but I did anyway.
His body stiffened for a moment, and his handsome eyebrows furrowed slightly. "Lacey, love isn't something you can just express with wor
