Done Hiding

Lia’s POV I didn’t know how selfish I’d been. God, how could I have been so blind? Lucas had waited for me—years, really—loving me with everything he had, through every storm I dragged him into. And what did I do? I ran off to Singapore to piece myself back together, leaving him dangling in the wreckage of my mess. I got so lost in my own pain, my own confusion with Brandon and him and all the chaos, that I forgot about him. Forgot how much he must be hurting, night after night, wondering if I’d ever come back. Tears pricked at my eyes just thinking about it, but then his lips crashed into mine, and everything else faded. It was raw, desperate—a claiming kiss that felt like he was staking his territory after all those months apart. Possessive, hungry, like he was pouring every unspoken plea into it. His hands gripped my waist, pulling me flush against him, and I could feel the tension coiled in his body, the way his muscles trembled with need. I needed him too. God, I’d missed him so m