Lilly pov
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“He lost his dad on the bike race.
He was only Eighteen.
We don't even let guys that age to race.
But that day he did and no one stopped him.
He ran to get his dad, who got a stroke while He flipped his bike in the air heading towards the victory, but he reached ground, didn't move.
And Dem found him dead” Luca speaks, and I just watch him.
As his eyes holds the pain.
Just the thought about it is so painful.
Like those pictures frame my eyes and that of eighteen-year-old
"He was eighteen, and it was his first race.
He grabbed the belt, as he tied it to his father on his back and finished the race.
I never saw him defeated or broken.
He always looked like the king who was born to lead.
From that day he was no ordinary teen.
He grew up to be a man in a matter o
