LUCA'S POV.
Lying beside her should have felt like peace. Her warmth pressed into my side, her fingers tracing lazy circles against my chest. But my mind was somewhere else—somewhere darker, drowning in memories I had no right to hold onto.
She shifted slightly, her breath soft against my skin, and then, in the quietest voice, she asked it.
“Have you ever done something crazy for love? Something you regret?”
The room shrank. My body tensed before I could stop it.
The air felt thick, suffocating. The question wasn’t an accusation, wasn’t meant to be anything more than idle curiosity, but it clawed at me, digging into my ribs, ripping open something raw.
I had done something. Something I could never take back.
I forced a chuckle, pressing a kiss to her forehead, lingering there for ju
