"I don't know how to do this," she said. "Stay. Trust. All of it."
"You're not leaving," he said. It wasn't a question. sara one tree hill
She wanted to run. That was her pattern. When things got hard, she packed a bag and disappeared. But Lucas showed up at dawn with a roll of blueprints and a thermos of coffee. "I don't know how to do this," she said
"I'm scared," she whispered.
As autumn deepened into winter, something shifted. Lucas started coming by the store every afternoon at four. He'd lean against the counter while she closed up, and they'd walk together through the town square. He told her about the car accident that had taken his best friend in high school, about the half-brother he'd only met as an adult, about the way grief could feel like a stone lodged in your chest. All of it