SAMANTHA’S POV

Settling into a reality I wasn't prepared for was more difficult than I imagined. Lucas wasn't anywhere close but I felt him in everything, the memories of what we shared haunted me every second. There was perhaps no liberation for me, I fought the urge to pick up my phone and dial his number.

I was shamelessly itching to hear from him. I stopped going to the office because I wouldn't be able to face him, I was sure he didn't notice my presence.

A knock on the door startled me from my thoughts. I wiped my eyes with the edge of my wool sweater, Valerie would endure every type of venting. What she wouldn't take was crying over that threw me out of the house without a word.

Valerie wrapped her hands around my shoulders, "Hey girl… how are you feeling now?" She asked, concerned etched in her tone.

I folded my legs close to my chest and hugged them tightly. My heart was in stitches, it's been five days since I left Lucas' heart and it was as good as being casted to hell. "Samantha, listen…