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Kaelyn goes silent.
I lean forward. “Kae?”
She sniffs.
Tries to muffle it.
My heart shatters against my ribcage.
I'm about to explode.
My best friend is crying.
Thirteen
Kaelyn
A handkerchief appears in front of me while I’m trying to wipe the tears that escaped without my permission.
I glance up, expecting Kastle.
It’s not him.
A beautiful woman with short, tight black curls, dark skin and the sweetest eyes in the world stares down at me.
“Ina.” I sniff, a little embarrassed.
“We were just leaving, but…” She gestures to Luc, who’s standing by the door in a long coat with his keys in his hand. His lips pull down and his eyebrows cinch together.
Ina’s dark brown eyes return to me. “Are you okay?”
“I’m fine.”
She pushes the handkerchief across the table. “Take it.”
“I don’t want to ruin Luc’s fancy handkerchief.” I glance at the young professor. My vision’s hazy, but I can still make out his concerned frown. A frown that’s mirrored on Ina’s face.
“Please.” Ina steps closer to me. “He has way too much of these things. He’s like an old man.”
I wipe my cheeks. “You hear that, Luc!”
“I did!” He shakes his head with a mock scowl on his face.
I smile in spite of my whirling emotions. With his wavy hair, olive-skinned tone and soft-spoken demeanor, Luc’s the unlikely and yet perfect owner of this comic book cafe and the farthest thing from an old man.
Not only is Luc hip, but he’s got a famous younger brother to keep him that way.
Jonas Greer, rising NBA star.
When Jonas got drafted into the professional league, Luc’s cafe exploded in popularity. Girls have been stopping by everyday, praying the tall, handsome basketball star would drop in.
Most leave in disappointment when they realize Jonas rarely visits the cafe.
A few stick around, setting their sights on Luc… only to be disappointed when they see how crazily content that man is with his woman.
“Kaelyn.” Ina tilts her head. “Are you sure you’re okay?”
“I’m fine. I am. I just…” How do I explain the most traumatic experience in my life to them? How do I share the darkness that shrouds me? The pain that stabs me. The hopelessness holding me in chains. The fear that keeps me bound even now.
