Chapter 39

This is definitely the house I saw Luke drive into that day. Maybe he recently bought it.

I remember this family moving to Clanstand when I was in middle school. Since then, the house has been empty. It belonged to an elderly couple, possibly musicians, as I often saw young people carrying cellos in and out. But I don't recall their last name being Walker.

Nervously, I glanced at the entrance, thinking, "Who could handle someone as bad-tempered as Luke?"

In college, he was always popular—handsome and academically outstanding. Girls adored him, their eyes sparkling with admiration whenever they mentioned him. Oddly, I never heard of him dating anyone. He always seemed to be alone, like a high and mighty flower, an ethereal being.

A cold and arrogant person like him—his future wife would be so unlucky.

But then again, why does it matter to me? I'm just worrying needlessly.

I took out my phone to call a ride, only to see multiple missed calls from Max.

Despite my hatred for him, I