Chapter 2
Lucio Aussa. Every time Amy Fields typed out his name on her laptop while at her desk in her office on the fifth floor of Whitehall and Fisk, her heart still skipped a beat. Yes, a decade had passed since high school, but her sister's teenage boyfriend had been the only person to ever make her dream of fairy tales where he might notice her. Lucio’s brooding smiles had never been meant for her.
She flexed her fingers and finished her rushed report on Avce and the royal family that had been urgently requested despite the premium price, pressing the print button.
Done with her assignment, she finished for the workday and now could plan her trip to the Highlands for her sister’s wedding to Michael, where she’d happily give the wedding toast.
She looked outside at the gloomy, fogg
