Chapter 124

LUCIAN’S POV It's been three days. Three damn days since Aiden flew down to Manhattan, sat in my office like the smug bastard he is, and tore apart the one lie I've been clinging to since the day she walked out with those divorce papers in her hand. “You're falling in love with her, Lucian. Stop fooling yourself.” He said. Love? No. That word feels foreign in my mouth when it comes to Elora. I don't love her. But for the past twenty-seven hours, I haven't closed my eyes without seeing hers staring back at me. I haven't walked into this house without expecting to hear her soft footsteps somewhere in the halls. I haven't taken a breath without feeling like something is missing from me—like she walked off with a piece I never realized belonged to her. And the worst part? I let her sign those papers. I told myself I need myself to be free of her. Now that freedom feels like fucking death sentence to me. I was sitting in my office, unable to get a single thing done since I woke up—the paper