LILY.
"How have you been?" Tiffany smiles from across the table where she's seated.
I let out a long sigh. "Good, I guess."
I don't know how I'm supposed to be feeling or what I'm supposed to be. One moment, I'm so sure and certain of Luca's feelings for me, and the next, I'm so confused at who he is. Am I so stupid for creating fantasies of him in my head? Am I so stupid for thinking I can change him and he can love me?
Love?
That's an alien word, one I'm very sure Luca doesn't know its meaning. Last night, he showed me a glimpse of himself I had never seen before. I won't say I didn't know it existed because I knew it existed; he had warned me of it too many times. I wonder who created that monster in him, the things that occasioned him to be that tough, because I'm very certain the
