Myra's POV
The fall was hard but the carpet saved me from hitting my bump hard on the floor. I looked up at Luca as if I were a deer seeing a lion. He smiled at me, extending his hand. I looked at him and then at his hand fidgeting inside whether to take it or not. Finally I took his hand and got up on my feet.
"I'm sorry for scaring you. But I want to talk to you and you are not giving me any chance to do that." He said and I remained silent.
"Can we sit and talk?"
He asked and I nodded my head. We sat on the bed and he took my hand in his. I looked into his eyes and I couldn't understand what feeling he has right now. His eyes are full of love but there is something I couldn't name. Is it lust? The way he looked at me says yes but my heart is not ready to accept it. I have feelings
