Luke's POV
The internal struggle churned within me as I considered Tyler's words. Danielle didn't want me involved, and I couldn't blame her. The weight of my secrets had strained our relationship, and now, facing the unknown, I questioned whether going with Tyler was the right choice. Would my presence help or push her further away? Despite the uncertainty, the undeniable truth was that our fates were entwined, and I had to be there for her.
I hesitated for a moment before dialing Tyler's number. The phone rang a few times before he answered, his voice dripping with the usual nonchalant tone.
"Luke, my favorite do-gooder. What can I do for you?"
"I need to know where we should meet."
There was a brief pause. "Let's keep it quiet. Meet me at the old gas station on the outskirts of Blu
