ARIA
He walked up to me calmly and confidently, as though the world hadn’t just tilted on its axis the moment I saw him.
Luca stopped right in front of me and held out his hand.
“Congratulations, Miss Aria.”
His voice was warm and steady, and it carried a sincerity that made my chest tighten.
I placed my hand in his, smiling despite the way my heart raced. “Thank you, Mr. Luca.”
He gave a warm and familiar smile, making the noise around us fade for a second.
Mr. George and his wife stepped closer, standing beside us, and together, we turned to face the entrance of the building. The ribbon stretched across the doors, gleamed under the lights, waiting.
I leaned slightly toward Luca, lowering my voice. “What are you doing here? Is this the place you were talking about? The one about t
