ARIA
Three days passed since Luca left for his trip, and I hated how much I noticed it. I told myself he was nothing more than Luca to me. I kept repeating all of that in my mind, but the bond refused to agree with me. It stayed present in small ways and kept reminding me of him. It refused to let me feel indifferent.
I still found myself listening for the sound of his footsteps on the stairs or the sound of his door closing. My heart kept reacting whenever I remembered the way he looked at me during dinner at my table. It was worse now that the whole city believed he had a woman in his life, 'Karen the pop star.' I rolled my eyes at the thought.
I told myself to stop being dramatic. I told myself it was not my business. I told myself he could date anyone he wanted. Yet every time I sa
