I WATCH Lucas take Bella by the wrist with blurred teary eyes before the two of them disappear somewhere behind the tent—somewhere away from prying eyes.
Just like Lynn said they did whenever they met at events such as this one.
The moment they're out of my sight, a chilling uneasiness entangles my body in an instant. Without thinking I stand from my seat and leave the table, much to the dismay of the others. I can hear Mary mumble something to calm me but I'm walking away from them before she even reaches out to grab me.
I can't fake a poker face anymore.
I'm too stunned that Lucas left with Bella, and even though the look he gave me before he left with her was supposed to assure me, it had the opposite desired effect unfortunately. It was like a reminder that I was the one stopping him from having fun.
I mean how stupid does that sound?
