Chapter 6

After that day, Lucas started trying to please me in an almost clumsy way.

He would get up before dawn to cook soup, just like I used to take care of him.

He would stubbornly wait up for me in the living room late at night.

Sometimes, he would stop by a flower shop and carefully pick out a bunch of red roses to bring home.

But every time Lucas tried to get close, I'd politely pull away, always keeping some distance between us.

One day, he stood in the middle of the living room and suddenly called out softly,…