Chapter 103

LUCAS’S POV I found it difficult to sleep last night. Not because I have insomnia but because of excess excitement. Elora’s voice kept replaying in my head over and over again—her telling me that Lucian gave her divorce papers… Honestly, I didn't see that coming. But I couldn't be more happy for her. The word divorce itself was a damn victory bell in my head. When she called to inform me, I almost jumped in public. I had to actually bite my tongue to stop myself from grinning like an idiot. Finally, she was getting what she wanted. Freedom. Because being married to Lucian Weston wasn't marriage—it was a fuckitg cage. A cruel trap. Lucian would never give himself to her because his heart belonged to another—to her step sister of all people. I never understood how she endured it as long as she did. It always felt like watching someone drown slowly and painfully while pretending everything was fine. Today was the day. The day we would sit with the lawyer I'd arranged for her. The day thin