Chapter 58

Winter’s POV

It was the first time I saw that look of fury on his face.

“I asked if you liked it...kissing him, longing for him,” he growled, slowly nearing me.

The cloth in my hand fell to the floor.

“It’s not what you think,” I tried to explain, “You need to hear me out.”

“Then tell me what it is!”

I stammered, “I don’t know...I mean, I came there to look for you.”

Lucas shook his head with obvious frustration.

“You’ve drifted from me, Winter. It’s him now!”

“No,” I shook my head cried, “It’s not like that.”

“I thought you were going to wear the dress that I gave you,” he said, disappointedly, “But I guess I’ve gotten the answer I needed.”

I rushed into the closet amidst sobs and pulled out the dress he had given me.

“No, Lucas, that’s not it,” I cried. “I wore it.” I held up the dress, “...but it ripped…I came there for you,” I pleaded, “Lucas, please don’t do this.”

Lucas clenched his fist, pres