ARIA
The bus rattled as it moved, its tired engine humming beneath my feet. I adjusted my bag on my lap and leaned back into the seat, letting out a slow breath.
Morning light spilled through the window beside me, brushing against my cheek as the city passed by. Buildings, shops, and people rushing somewhere. Life moving forward, whether I was ready or not.
I told myself not to check my phone, but my fingers moved on their own.
The screen lit up, and before I could stop myself, notifications flooded in. My heart sank even before I opened anything. I knew. I just knew.
There, on the internet, was a picture of me and Luca sitting across from each other at the restaurant.
My chest tightened.
The angle was poor, thank God. My face cap shaded most of my face, but it did not matter. The d
