Chapter 9 Choice

I knocked on the study door. Lucas was wearing a pair of rimless glasses. Instead of his usual gentle look, he seemed cold and distant. I looked at him for a brief moment. I had always thought Lucas was a gentle and rigid person who played by the rules. Maybe I had been wrong. "Lucas, let me see your phone." He hesitated for a brief moment before handing it over to me. I used my fingerprint to unlock his phone. As my fingers brushed the edge of the case, I caught a faint scent of smoke. Lucas had cleared everything, except that one photo of me. … Back then, Blake and I had been penniless. He had broken his leg, and I carried him on my back and went all the way to the hospital. My white canvas sneakers were yellowish and soaked through. My jeans were saggy, and my hair was tied in a ponytail. Anyone would feel sorry at the sight of me, and I looked just like how Lily had been when she stood in front of me for the first time. Before I left Grayford, I had someone find out