I wrapped the towel tighter around me as I dragged Lucas to my room. I needed to get things off my chest. Things that I have been holding onto for years. Things that Mia didn’t even know. I was nervous and scared.
“Alena…” he whispered behind me. I looked over my shoulder as we stopped at my bedroom door. “What are you doing? Why are we going into your room?” He actually looked nervous. I opened my door without answering him and brought him to my bed and sat him down. I bent down and brought up my box…the box.
I put the box in his lap and he just looked at it, confused. “Open it.” I said, sitting next to him. I started to play with my fingers and rub the two tattoos on my wrists. I was scared of what he might think when he saw all those letters.
He opened the box and his face looked em
