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Lucas’s POV

I was on to her the second she left the room.

It was like I was somehow connected to her and my body immediately felt her absence from the room and alerted me to her sneaky escape.

I was slightly left disappointed to find her heading for the door and attempting to leave on her own. I thought I got to her before I drifted back to sleep, or she made me feel like I did.

I approached her slowly where she was still facing the front door, my temper a little flaring at the thought of losing her if I didn’t catch her in time and stopped her.

I trapped her in place by caging her with both arms against the door on either sides of her and leaned in next to her ear, her hair tickling my side cheek.

“Where do you think you’re going Angel?” I whispered coldly.

She turned around and faced me, her expression as stubborn as ever, no hint of pain or guilt at leaving me behind whatsoever.

“You left me no choice” she said flatly.

I leaned in close to her face and spoke darkly “What are you ta