LUCY Iâve always held my own. Iâm determined. Iâm happy. Iâm strong. But not right nowâright now Iâm weak, pathetic. I screwed up. I screwed up in a way I canât fix. I destroyed someone. I stomped on a heart. I broke the one rule all women should live by. Thereâs no coming back from it. Yet, I canât seem to find the strength to stop. Nicolaiâthat 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 canât seem to stop. I try and forget how his hands felt against my skin, how his lips felt on mine, how his body movedâGod, his body. Iâm 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 itâs true. And I donât have time for drama. Iâll stick to friends. Lucyâs my friendâmy best friend, if Iâm being honest. Sheâs strong. Sheâs determined. She kind of holds my pieces together, and I, hersâin the most non-romantic way I can think of. Sheâs like a sister. No, scratch thatâsheâs the kind of woman who could run a country, hold a family together. Thatâs the kind of person she is: the lady of the house. Yep, thatâs our Lucy: Knights Lady.