through your eyes

chapter 10:

Sasha's pov:
The trip finally ended, and we headed back home. Over the past month, Lucas and I have grown incredibly close. We're not officially a couple, but there's definitely something special between us. Whenever he's around, he makes me laugh, surprises me with gifts and flowers, and always finds a way to brighten my day. He's so sweet and kind.

One evening, while I was studying for exams at my desk, with the soft light of my lamp glowing, I found myself playing with my hair out of boredom. I decided to call Lucas, and he quickly suggested we go for a night walk. I eagerly agreed, leaving my books behind to pick out an outfit. I chose something simple yet stylish  a white cropped t-shirt, a high-waisted, flowy floral skirt, and white sneakers.

I went downstairs to tell my parents I was going out with Lucas, who was already waiting at the door. As usual, he looked effortlessly stylish in a light green short-sleeved button-up shirt, crisp white trousers, and matching sneakers. He always has this polished, CEO-like vibe that's hard to miss

As we stepped outside, he suggested we go to the park to watch the stars, and I happily agreed.

We walked through the darkened streets, talking and laughing, until we reached the park. We sat on the grass next to each other, gazing up at the stars in comfortable silence. The moment felt perfect it was just me, Lucas, and the night sky. Then, out of nowhere, Lucas spoke up. "Sasha, I want to tell you something," he said, his voice serious. My heart started racing I thought he was finally going to ask me out.

"You need to know the truth," he said, gently placing his hand on mine.

Lucas' POV:

I was just about to tell her the truth who I really am and why I came into her life. I didn't want to hide anything from her anymore. I've fallen deeply in love with Sasha, and there's no turning back now. But just as I was about to reveal everything, she leaned in and kissed me. It was so unexpected, but I liked it, so I kissed her back. Then she smiled and said, "Yes, yes, I want to be your girlfriend. You didn't even need to ask." I was stunned. It felt like she had tied my hands and feet, but the moment was so perfect, I didn't want to ruin it. I smiled back, hugged her tightly, and we lay on the grass, her head resting on my chest as we watched the stars all night.

After that beautiful night, I took her home, making sure she was safe, and then headed back to my place. When I walked in, I found Ethan sitting on the sofa, playing video games. I sat down next to him, feeling the weight of what I was about to do.

"Why did I agree to this fucking job?" I muttered, full of regret.

"Don't worry, bro. This will all be over soon. We'll kidnap her, deliver her to the boss, and then we're done," Ethan replied without even looking up from his game.

"Ethan..."

"Hmm"

"I think I've fallen for her. She's sweet, kind, perfect... like a dream. I was just about to tell her the truth, but she misunderstood and kissed me. She thought I was going to ask her to be my girlfriend," I confessed, my voice heavy with emotion.

Ethan paused his game and looked at me seriously. "You were going to tell her what?" he asked, surprised.

"The truth. I can't keep lying to her anymore, Ethan," I admitted.

"And what do you think will happen if you tell her? That she'll stay with you? In what world do you think you can just tell her, 'Hey, I never studied at your school, I'm actually 26 years old, Lucas isn't even my real name, and I'm here to kidnap you for my boss, who wants revenge on your father.' And then what? She'll hug you? Or maybe you'll tell her that her father was a drug dealer, and that's why he worked in the drug department when he was a cop?" Ethan's words stung, but he was right. Still, I didn't want to lose her. For the first time in my life, I felt like a normal person. For the first time, I was in love, and I felt loved.

"When the mission is done, you'll forget about her and go back to your regular life. It's just a phase," Ethan added.

I sat up straight, resting my hands on my knees, and told him, " bro , you don't understand .A person can make mistakes in their thoughts, in what they understand, or even in what they do, but not in how they feel. " I said it, hoping that in another life, I could have met her under better circumstances.