“I believe in evidence. In things I can test. Repeatable results.”
Lucia laughed, a little breathless. “I’m Lucia. Lucia Love. And I promise I’m not usually this clumsy.” lucia love and zara durose
Lucia smiled. “I think it’s saying I should stop waiting.” “I believe in evidence
Lucia turned her head. Zara was close—close enough that Lucia could see the tiny scar above her eyebrow, the way her dark eyes had gone soft at the edges. Lucia’s heart did something messy and unpoetic, like dropped dishes. like dropped dishes.