The next day

Before boldly entering my office, I take a deep breath. I know Lucas has already arrived because I can hear the noise of his fingers on the computer keyboard. I walk into my office without looking at him and go to my place. I put my coffee glass on the desk and then my things back as I sit on my chair. I hope he doesn't mention the conversation we had yesterday since I haven't thought of anything. I genuinely believe I can ever forgive him for what he did to me, even if we start from scratch.

I move the mouse so that the computer monitor lights up, enter my password, and read my emails, just like every morning since I started working here full time. I can feel her gaze on me, making me very nervous. "Won't you even say hello to me?" Lucas finally asks me, and in his voice, there are traces of rage.

I take my hands away from the keyboard and turn to look at him, trying to maintain my composure.  I notice the profound way in whi