123. Farthest from him

Lucien was about to get into a car when I called his name. Picking up the pace in my steps, I hurried toward him. He shoved his bag into the back seat before he turned around to look at my approaching figure, a determined look etched on his face. 

“What?” 

“You can’t possibly think she means what she said.” I said, “You of all people should know that she is clearly lying.” 

“Honestly, I don’t care.” he said, “Because no matter what the truth is, Marcus is never going to let me be with her. I was willing to fight for her until my last breath, but if she refuses to admit her love for me infront of her own family, then perhaps I deserve better.”