19 Going Through The Motions

Emma

The sorrow was immense. Luca cried and broke a lot of things. I became scared that he might lose it. It was an enormous trauma. The Alessandros wanted a quiet funeral, and so it was only family members that were invited. I didn't want to go because I did not qualify as a family member, but Luca had insisted. I did not want to face his mother, so I tried my luck again while putting on my clothes.

"Maybe I should remain, Luca. Your mother would be in pain right now, and you know how much she hates me. This is not the time to ruffle her feathers." I asked gently, and he was silent; then walked up to where I was and turned me around to look at him. His eyes were sad and angry. The incident had touched him in the worst way ever.

"I want you beside me, Emma. I need you there," he said in the words he could manage. Since the incident, he had spoken few words. He hardly slept at night, and most of the time, he would come home covered in blood that did not belong to him. I knew Luca had