Chapter 89

"Should I wear this or this?" Lucas asked showing me the blue shirt with splatter of white spots and a red shirt with black splàtters .

I lay in the bed with my stomach pressed on the bed with my elbow while my palms supported my head while I raised my leg at him.

"Uhm!" I murmured wondering whether I should pick the blue shirt or the red one instead.

"The red," I said finally as he smiled.

"Then this should match with black jeans," He said winking at me while I nodded.

A week has passed since the incident of Damien, the school had decided to suspend him for a week when he finally resumes.

Lucas turned around and went into his closet, striding in singlet and boxers.

I rolled on the bed and stopped, lying on my back as I stared at the ceiling.

My mind drifted to Lillian, and I wondered if she was okay... I know I shouldn't be worrying about her because she doesn't deserve it but I couldn't help it, she's the only family I had left.

"Hey,