Serenity
The drive home was longer than I remembered. The city lights outside blurred by the quiet hum of the car, reflecting off the windows like a dream I didn’t belong to. I didn’t look at Luca. I couldn’t. There was too much space between us now. Not the kind of space that was cold or angry, but something worse. Something full of silence and hesitation. A kind of uncertainty that made my stomach twist with anxiety I couldn’t name.
He hadn’t said a word since we left the warehouse. Not one word, and neither had I.
The truth was, I didn’t know what to say. What could I say? Everything had already been said. But none of it had made anything clearer.
I glanced over at Luca, sitting so still beside me, his hands clenched at his sides, his jaw tight as if he was trying to hold back somet
