Chapter 74

I was afraid for my life, but it was more than that, too. People like Lucy and Mark, they might think they understand themselves—their world, as they put it—but there was so much more than that. Yes, maybe I couldn’t comprehend being rich, but maybe I didn’t want to, either. Maybe I liked the way I was, and maybe if I gained money as a part of that I’d be fine with it. But it wasn’t necessary for my happiness, and I think Lucas understood a bit of that, too.
He would, he had to. Lucas didn’t do things for money, but he had money because he did things. He loved and wanted and admired and adored. He controlled his business, yes, and he was overbearing at times, but it wasn’t because he wanted money, it was because he loved what he did. It all made sense to me now. He said he tried to love Lucy, and I’m sure he did, but he couldn’t comprehend how to do it because Lucy didn’t want to accept him.
I accepted him, but it was more than that, too. I allowed Lucas to love me the way he needed to love me. A little dominating, sometimes infuriating, but that was Lucas and if I wanted a part of him, then I needed all of him. He never pushed me too hard, but just enough. He never…