Aubrey Wilson has the heart of an angel. As the type of person to always trust in others, she's admirable to peers. A total darling, but with a sadness that encases her heart. Anyone could shrink down in fright at the receiving end of Luke Taylor's infamous glare. Tall, muscular, dark-haired, and handsome, he's no stranger on or off the field. Not a kind stranger either. A total brooding asshole, but with a sadness that encases his heart. --- "You didn't have to hit him or anything," I lie my head on his broad, strong shoulder. "He shouldn't have touched you like that," he tucks a curl behind my ear. ~Strong Language~ ~Mild Violence~

Tanpa mempedulikan air hujan yang mulai membasahi tubuhnya, Arlita berjalan ke arah Revan. Dia berdiri tepat di depan Revan. Kepalanya menunduk dalam, "Maafin aku, Van. Maafin aku kalau aku pernah bikin kamu sakit hati." "Aku cinta kamu, Arlita." Tubuh Arlita otomatis mundur beberapa langkah. Matanya mengerjap bingung. Apa yang barusan dia dengar? Revan mencintainya? Dia mengatakan kata maaf, namun kenapa Revan malah membalasnya dengan kata cinta?