POV: Delilah ( Istanbul,Turkey)
I froze. Completely terrified, I ran.
Lucas runs after me and grabs my hand. He stops.
" Delilah. Stop running. That's my brother. He's helping us. Come on. He probably thinks we're crazy." He starts to laugh and I attack him with my pitiful punches.
I just love him.
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The Plaid Love
ContoWhy is it hard to find 'the one'? Once you do, your life is completely changed. What are the chances of ever seeing them again? No one knows and that's the hard part.
