The days blurred together, each one flowing into the next like the rolling hills of Tuscany, quiet and endless. Sophie and Luca continued their delicate dance—closer than ever, yet still holding back, still circling each other like two stars in orbit, destined to collide but hesitant to make the first move. It was maddening and beautiful all at once.
Sophie had always been the type to dive headfirst into everything she did. It was how she approached her art, how she had approached her past relationships. But with Luca, it was different. With him, she found herself standing on the edge, her toes just dipping into the water, unsure whether to dive in or retreat.
Luca, too, seemed to be wrestling with his own demons. He would be warm and affectionate one moment, and then distant the
