Luca shifts on his seat before launching into his defense.
"I'm sorry ok? I had to do it or else Rachel would have never believed me."
I fold my arms, "why do you need her to believe you?"
His eyes widen as he looks at me in disbelief. "She's my sister! She found out, I didn't tell her but she found out and then she told my brother and he made her follow me just to be sure I wasn't doing anything stupid."
"Stupid like what?"
"I don't know, anything? But I promise it won't happen again."
I nod and turn to face the window. "Your sister is beautiful."
He scoffs, "looks are deceiving."
"And you would know." I murmur and he arcs a brow.
"What's wrong with you today?"
I shrug.
"Your grandma?" He tries and I shake me head.
"Aunt?"
"No."
"Uncle? Dad? Mum?"
"It's Amara!"
"Mara?!
