LUCA
I couldn't look at her. No, it wasn't really hate. I didn't hate her, but I just couldn't look at her.
It was hurt, and I'd left the cabin to avoid the very thing I was feeling now.
I backed away from Alina, pulled my arm from Analide's and nodded at Mr. Talciro who had walked over to us.
"Thank you, I'll reach out if I need any more of your help. I'll drop you off at home, Analide."
Analide nodded eagerly and placed her fingers back on my arm as though she didn't see the look Alina was darting at her. Alina would claw her eyes out of she kept doing that.
I waited until Talciro had stepped into his car and slammed the door shut before turning back to Alina. "Marco is in there. Get some sleep, we'll talk after my meeting with Riot."
Alina's eyes were dark enough
