GRINDING ON MY STEPSON (II)

Chapter 2 Elizabeth’s POV “Are you sure there will be enough space? You have filled the car already!” I snapped at Lucas, my voice sharp and full of frustration. I was standing there with my arms folded, watching him keep dragging more useless crap out of the house and stuffing it inside the car. He did not even look at me. Lucas just kept shoving things into the backseat like he was packing for the end of the world. Boxes, bags, blankets, I did not even know what half of the things were. The passenger seat beside the driver was full to the roof, and the backseat was almost completely covered. I wanted to scream. Instead, I bit my tongue and just stared at him, letting him do whatever ridiculous thing he was doing. I was too tired to argue. My head was already pounding, and I knew if I opened my mouth again, I would lose it. Then, out of nowhere, I felt a movement behind me. Before I could step away from the car, a strong hand grabbed my waist, guiding me gently to the side. “Excuse me