LUCAS’ POV

Yes, there was a loophole between me and Samantha. One we needed to fix if things must return to normal, not like I blamed her for her actions, as long as it was Samantha, she was right.

I didn't want to push it too far. If she needed space as much as I hated not being in her corner, I'd give her as much space as she wanted. I walked out of the house. I didn't look back but I could feel her eyes drilling holes behind neck.

My goodness! Just a few weeks back we were all loved up and navigating through our real-life marital status. And now, I was on the verge of losing her. I'd rather walk into an erupting volcano than watch Samantha walk away.

'Give me time' her words slammed into my memory like heavy bricks. The more I thought of this, the more I hated that mother fucker Andres– good a thing he wasn't my blood. I'd never forgive him for putting Samantha through this.

I got into the car and drove off. The house was not a place I could cool off. Technically, anywhere that had even a sli