LUCA
I stood in front of the mirror, half-dressed in a crisp white shirt with the top buttons still undone, humming a tune that had no rhythm and laughing under my breath like someone who had absolutely lost his mind. My reflection stared back at me with the stupid, funny grin I had been trying to suppress for hours, but every attempt to wipe it off only made it stretch wider. I dragged a hand through my hair and leaned closer to the mirror, unable to stop the small burst of amusement that escaped my chest.
I kept replaying that moment in front of our gate, the look on Aria's face when she turned and saw me, the disbelief in her eyes, the awkward stumble she made when she tried to move away, and the way she whispered my name like she had seen a ghost.
And then that question, "Did you
