An hour later, Lucy was finally out of the shower. Loke sent her a small gentle smile, having returned seconds before, holding out a hand for her to take. Guiding the heartbroken woman to her coach, he kneeled at her legs, taking her other hand to hold both in his.
"I know it hurts, Lucy. But I can promise you, it will get better. You'll look back at this in a few months and realize you are better off without him. You'll find yourself a man who truly cares and cherishes you. You are a beautiful, brilliant, and kind woman Lucy, please, don't let this be the thing that destroys you. Don't let Laxus' stupid mistakes ruin your life."
The misery in her eyes at hearing Laxus' name made him flinch.
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