Isla breath caught in her throat. She blinked her eyes a few times but he was still there. She prayed that he was really there and not just her mind playing tricks on her.
But it was really him. She was sure of it.
It was really Lucian standing in the tree line
Waving at her.
He motioned for her to come downstairs.
She didn't wait to be told twice, didn't even think for another second.
Before she knew it,her feet were already carrying her to the door in a hurried way.
She couldn't believe that Lucian was really outside there. They're have been times in the past when she thought of him and wondered if he was still alive.
But here he is,he was really alive.
A bust of emotions washed through her—happiness, relief, disbelief,hope.
It had to be faith that brought him to this place the exact same time that she arrived.
She really needed to see him immediately.
