Luca had given me quite a lecture for even considering telling David and especially the time and place of my near confession. I had been more than a little put out by the way he had spoken to me. He might have been angry, but he was becoming so overbearing and he needed to realise that I wasn't his problem. Of course, the second I'd had that thought, another one followed, that I was an ungrateful monster. Luca had put his life on hold for his family. He had been there every step of the way and he deserved my respect for that, not my scorn. It wasn't even like he was against me telling David. He seemed to have come to some sort of understanding with David and there was a level of respect there that was obvious, which pissed me off slightly. I wanted them to hate each other. For Luca to be s

