LUCY I’ve always held my own. I’m determined. I’m happy. I’m strong. Not right now, though. Right now I’m weak. Pathetic. Because I screwed up, I screwed up in a way I can’t fix. I destroyed someone. I stomped on a heart. I broke the one rule all women should live by. There is no coming back from it. Yet, I can’t seem to find the strength to stop. Nicolai. That name. It ruins me. I tried to stay away. I fought so hard. I knew what he was. Who he was. I knew what he had done. But I can’t seem to stop. I try and forget how his hands felt against my skin. How his lips felt on mine. How his body moved. God, his body. I’m a terrible person. A terrible sister. But take me to hell, if you must, so long as he comes with me. DAMON Get a girl, they say. Find a woman, Damon. Settle down. I have one thing to say to that. Women equal drama. You know it’s true. I don’t have time for drama. Why can’t I be different? Why do I have to follow the trend? My story doesn’t have to match theirs. Hell, when the time comes I’ll find the right one. Until then, I’ll stick to friends. Yep. I can do friends. Lucy. She’s my friend. My best friend, if I’m being honest. She’s strong. She’s determined. She kind of holds my pieces together. And I hers. In the most non-romantic way I can think of. She has plenty of her own drama, she keeps us both busy. She’s like a sister. No, scratch that. Lucy, she’s the kind of woman who could run a country. Hold a family together. That’s the kind of person she is. The lady of the house. Yep. That’s our Lucy. Knights Lady.