Chapter 20: Rooftop Rain
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Luca stood at the edge, his hoodie soaked, hands buried in his pockets. He didn’t turn when I arrived. I just stood in the doorway, frozen, heart in my throat.
“You came,” he said after a long silence.
“I didn’t know you would.”
He turned then, and our eyes met—tired, quiet, but still full of something raw and real.
“I’ve been up here every night since we stopped talking,” he admitted. “Couldn’t sleep. Couldn’t breathe right.”
I stepped toward him slowly. “I thought I needed space to think. But all I did was miss you.”
He smiled faintly. “You scare the hell out of me, Emma.”
“Why?”
“Because I love you, and I don’t know what to do with that.”
My heart stilled.
The rain softened around us like the world was leaning in.
“I don’t know what to do with it either,” I whispered. “But I love you too.”
He stepped forward, touched my face with both hands, and kissed me.
It wasn’t like the first time. Or the second. It was slower. Softer. The kind of kiss that healed cracks.
When we pulled away, he rested his forehead against mine.
“No more running,” he murmured.
“No more walls,” I replied.
And under the rain, on the rooftop where everything began, we started again.
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