Luca's POV
Stefan, Alexis and I are in the kitchen making sandwiches for everyone else when I hear Stefan's deep sigh as he puts down the knife he was using to slice the cheese. His hands grab the edge of the counter and his shoulders sag forward. I reach a hand over and rest it on his back and his head turns to glance at me. I see the dark circles under his eyes and the stress lines at the corner of his eyes. He gives me a faint smile before he turns back to the counter and closes his eyes briefly. He raises a hand to pinch the bridge of his nose and then rubs his eyes.
"Didn't sleep well either?" I ask and he and Alexis look back at me with sad, tired looks in response. I'm not exactly sure how I'm supposed to ease their worry since I was in the same state of mind. The sound of a soft
