My heart.

"Your boyfriend is here to pick you up, you are lucky." The police officer said.

I have been in the police station for more than three hours and still, Orlan didn't show up.... until this very moment.

I slowly grabbed my handbag, and when I got to the visitor hall... I saw Lucas.

He's the one who rescued me today, and not Orlan.

"Why are you here?" I asked Lucas because he's the last person I ever imagined to show up.

"Orlan has been worried sick about you," Lucas stated, as he uses his eyes to scan my entire body, to make sure that I'm safe.

"Where's him?" I asked while arching my brows slightly.

"Where is who?" Lucas replied to my question with a question, and he seems to be pretending as if he didn't hear about my previous statement.

"Where's Orlan dude?" I barked.

"He's on his....."

Before Lucas was able to complete his statement, Orlan suddenly showed up.

He rushed towards my side as fast as possible, and then he placed his hands on my shoulder.

Orlan shut his eyes clo