Luka’s POV
I closed my eyes and imagined where I was. A room with so many lights all over it but with starry light cluttered under the umbrella of one big light and placed in the middle of my room.
My windows were so high you would think “how on earth did such a thing exist?” But I have always loved them because they were so high and that is how high I am over a lot of people.
I was inside my room, of course. By a little set of wooden chairs clothed in white, I was sitting on one of them facing the wall. I have been thinking a lot lately.
I groaned at the thought of her again. She has haunted me even in my sleep. I feared that I might love this one too much. But there was something inside of me, calling me to hurt her.
I was having breakfast. This was a day already after Emily woke
