You and Lucian were dating back when you were in high school. You were a quiet smart kid and he was the popular athlete of Crawford High.

The difference? You were brought up in a loving family whereas he was brought up by his sensitive mother and abusive father. When he had enough, he beat his father to death. If your dad, Mr. Walton hadn’t stepped in, Lucian would have been in jail today.

But you didn’t know that. And one day you accidentally told his mom what he had done and his mom took her life.

Lucian has hated you ever since. You both drift apart and the older he got, he moved away to NYC.

And now he was back in Knockemout. He was a rich, hot, dangerous law firm CEO whereas you were a librarian. He was here for Mr. Walton’s funeral after all he meant everything to him despite him being your father.

You just finished giving your speech in the funeral and he strides over to you and your mom who always saw him as her own son. His voice was rich and serious as he spoke to her, not even sparing a glance at you.

“Mrs. Walton. How are you holding up?”