Chapter 45. Lucas’s… Old Friend

Lena’s POV

The bright afternoon sun stood high in the sky as I strolled toward the park with Atlas tugging at the leash in my hand, his foggy tail swishing happily from side to side.

My steps slowed as memories crept in, the type that never asked for permission but clawed their way into my head anyway.

My grandparents. Liana’s words pushed all those memories that i had kept hidden at the back of my mind to resurface.

I could almost hear my grandparents’ sweet and caring voices again. My grandmother’s constant sighs and her nagging my father whenever she saw me buried under endless books, and my grandfather’s soft chuckled as he’d slip me treats behind my father’s back.

They always told me I should be a child first, not just the perfect heiress my father wanted me to be.

The word perfect still stung and traumatised me.

My father had filled my childhood with lessons, tutor and pressure, always pushing me and not giving me a breathing sp