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Luca.I wasn’t even sure how I got home. The sidewalk bent and curved like a snake, and the streetlights flared and flickered like firecrackers, and I was just stumbling through it all like I didn’t belong in the world anymore. My keys missed the lock three times before the door gave way under my weight. The house was too quiet. Like it knew something I didn’t.My head buzzed like a goddamn beehive. My stomach was a pit. Everything in me was too full, too much whiskey, too many thoughts, too many years of things I never said out loud.I didn’t mean to go to her room.I didn’t even think. My feet just carried me there. Like they remembered something I had forgotten.Lila’s door was open. That soft glow of her bedside lamp leaked into the hallway, golden and warm. She was curled up on her bed, legs folded, book in hand, glasses perched low on her nose like they always were when she got serious about something. Her eyes flicked up when I leaned against the doorframe like I was trying to
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Lila. We all sit down on the floor, our legs crossed facing each other, the letter in his hand. I nudge him to go ahead and open it. It's now or never. Luca’s fingers tremble as he breaks the seal on the letter. I watch his knuckles, turn white against the yellowed paper, and my heart is a fist punching inside my ribs.He doesn’t say anything. Doesn’t look at me. Just starts reading.I feel useless. Like I’m standing at the edge of a cliff watching someone I love tumble off it in slow motion and there’s nothing I can do to catch him. Nothing I can say to soften the crash.The silence is unbearable. I move closer to him. “Luca?” I say softly, His eyes scan line after line, but it’s like the words are dragging him under. His jaw is clenched so tight I swear I can hear the tension grinding in his teeth. When he finally speaks, it’s a whisper, brittle and sharp like glass underfoot.“She says she left because of him. My dad. She says... she wanted to come back. But he threatened her.”
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Lila"What does he mean by this Jenny? What did you say to him? Where did he go?" My legs nearly give out. I stagger to the couch, the letter fluttering in my trembling hands. The paper is warm from my grip, but his words cut through me like ice.Gone where, Luca? None of this was making an sense, I had only stepped out for a few minutes, waht could she have possibly said to him. I read faster, eyes blurring from more than just the tears building behind them. As if trying to find an hidden message behind the message. But there was no hidden message, it was just as plain as it read. I was about to get up, when I saw another note, a little hidden like he didn't want someone to find it. He had placed it below the fruit bowl, neatly folded. I picked the note, careful not to seem suspicious to Jenny who seemed unfazed by any of this. 'Lila, I couldn’t stay. I know you’ll hate me for this, and I deserve that. But after hearing her, hearing what she said, it wasn’t enough. There is mor
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Richard. I had absolutely no idea what he was talking about, but I could tell he was pissed off. I hadn't seen him that way in a long time. "Please sit down Luca, let's talk about this." i said calmly, nudging Lila to tell him to sit down."What exactly did she tell you son?" I finally asked after a few minutes of silence. We were all seated across from each other, but I appreciated the fact that Lila was present, she could help calm things down between us."She said you are the reason she never came back, you threatened her life and told her if she ever came back you will kill her." he finally said, his eyes cold, that angry vein popping on his forehead."Why would I even do that Luca, just think about it. Her leaving broke me, why would I want her to leave in the first place?""Well for starters you were in love with Lila's mom, maybe you wanted to get rid of my mother so that you two could live happily ever after. She is your biological daughter, I am not" he said angrily, his ey
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Lila. The drive back home was long and tiresome, mostly because all I could think about was Luca. Was he okay? He had left so angry, and he was a self destructive kind of person. I prayed and hoped he had just gone back home. I slammed the door shut behind me, keys jingling uselessly in my hand. “Luca?” I called, voice echoing into silence. No answer. Just the hum of the fridge and the distant sound of a car passing outside. I dropped my bag on the floor and made a quick sweep of the apartment, heart picking up pace with each empty room I checked.His jacket was gone. His boots. His phone charger was missing too. That meant he took his phone, but when I tried calling again my screen lit up with the same message I’d been seeing for the last three hours.Call failed. I ended it quickly, thumb trembling. I tried again. Nothing. Again. Still nothing.“Goddammit, Luca,” I muttered, pacing the length of the living room. The clock on the wall mocked me: 11:32 PM. He should’ve been home h
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Lila.It had been atleast twenty four hours since I Saw or heard from him. The cryptic number that had texted me was now off. Which made me think either something really bad had happened to Luca or someone was playing games on me and whichever it was, I was done. "Have you heard from Luca yet?" I asked Maria when I saw her come in. Today was on a Sunday and it was her day off, she usually came around this time to just prepare dinner for us. "What do you mean?" she asked confused. "Luca hasn't come home yet and his phone is still off. I was wondering if he had reached out to you at all." "Luca is in his room Lila." she said matter 9f factly. "What?" I asked confused and shocked at the same time as I started following her to go check that room. Why had I not thought of that? "Are you sure he is in there? When did he come back?" "Yesterday, a few minutes after you got in. 8 thought you knew." "Whaat? Of course I didn't know that. I have been worried sick I thought something bad
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Lila. It was like I was imagining all this in my head. I had heard him word so strongly how he was not built for family life for kids. How he didn't want to be responsible for another human being for all their love. But now he was ready to do this with me, together and he seemed genuinely excited about it. About becoming a father. Luca’s hands were still on my face, warm and grounding, but my whole body was shaking. I hadn’t realized how long I’d been holding my breath until that moment.“We do it together,” he said again, like a promise, like he was reading my mind and see could see the worry, and everything I was thinking about. I nodded, because if I tried to speak, I knew I’d sob. But he knew. He could see it in my face, the way everything in me was cracked wide open and raw. His arms wrapped around me and I buried my face in his chest, letting myself finally fall into him. Not carefully. Not like I was made of glass. Just… completely. We stood there for what felt like forev
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Lila. It had been almost a week since I told Luca the news about my pregnancy. He had taken it so well, better than I hd expected. But it didn't stop there. It was like Luca did a complete one Eighty and he was a whole different person now. Everything was about me and for the first few days I loved it, I loved the attentions and care, but now I was getting tired of it. He was treating me like I was disabled or was sick. I was barely four months and he didn't want me to do anything around the house. He was even arranging for the downstairs guestroom to be transformed into our room since he read on some blog that it's not healthy for a first time pregnant woman to be using the stairs. But it was not all bad, some parts were good. Like him moving into my room and getting to wake up every morning next to him. I liled that part very much.He had insisted on our appointment with my gynae to be today, so as soon as we woke up, he had me in the car ready for that check up. But I knew he
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Lila. I heard the front door slam open before I even had time to get off the couch. My heart jumped, instinctively thinking something was wrong, an emergency maybe. But when I saw Jenny standing there, fire in her eyes, I knew this wasn’t a surprise visit. This was a storm. And it had my name on it.I hadn't seen her since the last time se dropped by with two detectives, she had not called in at all or reached out in any kind of way. "Richard," she snapped, stepping fully inside, her heels echoing on the hardwood floor. "What the hell did you tell Luca?"Her voice was sharp, like a blade honed over days of anger and confusion. She was glaring at me like I’d just stolen something from her. I stood up slowly, keeping my voice calm.This was the Jenny I remembered, she always was the victim even back then during our marriage. She never took accountability for anything, and ofcourse she was the same person, nothing had changed at all. "Hello to you too Jenny.""Cut the crap!" she hisse
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Lila. I was still standing by the door, trying to wrap my head around the whirlwind that was Jenny, she was in our living room acting like everything was okay between her and her son. It was like she had completely forgotten how things went the last time they saw each other, and the fact that she had lied to Luca, I was still staring at her with a million different thoughts in my head, when I heard the water shut off upstairs. Footsteps. The creak of the floorboards. He was coming. He was going to come down in a few minutes and I still was not sure I wanted him to be surprised. Maybe I should just give him a heads up that his mother was in our living room and by the look of things she planned on staying here for a while. I looked over at the couch, there she was. Jenny was now curled up on our couch like it was her own personal throne, she gave me a mischievous wink and pressed a finger to her lips. “Not a word.” she whispered like I was part of her insane surprise or whatever it
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Lila. The sizzle of eggs hitting the pan was oddly satisfying, almost like a little victory in my morning. I was up earlier than usual, the sun barely yawning over the horizon, painting the kitchen in warm gold. I hummed softly as I flipped the eggs with one hand and balanced a slice of bread in the toaster with the other. The smell of coffee filled the air, strong and comforting.I was in my element.For the first time in weeks, I didn’t feel tired. Or nauseous. Or like a swollen balloon about to float away. I felt good, energized, even and I wanted to do something with that. And maybe I missed doing normal things. The bump beneath my robe was getting more obvious now, but today, I wasn’t going to let it slow me down. Not when I had the whole day planned out. Just Luca and me.I was also feeling a little bit guilty about how I had approached things and accused him of keeping secrets from me, I wanted to make up for that. And we needed an us day, where we just lounged together all da
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Luca. The headlights slice across the driveway as I pull in. Engine off. Silence.The house seems still silent and there are no lights coming from any of the rooms in the house. Did she really sleep this early or was this just another sign she didn't want to talk to me. I sit there for a second, hands still on the wheel, like maybe if I stay still long enough, time will rewind. Like maybe I won’t have to go inside and say what I’m about to say. But that’s bullshit. I’ve run out of ways to lie to myself. And more importantly, I’ve run out of ways to lie to her.Lila deserves the truth. She always has.I get out, close the door gently, as if slamming it might break something more than the quiet. The porch light’s still on. She leaves it on for me, even when she’s mad. Especially when she’s mad.Inside, the house is warm. Smells like chamomile and something sweet, maybe the candle she lights when she’s anxious. She’s on the couch, legs curled under her, a book in her lap she’s not rea
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Luca. I'm driving. Hands tight on the wheel, eyes stuck on the road, even though I’m not really seeing it. I know where I’m going home, technically, but my head’s halfway in the past, in the ache behind my ribs, in the flicker of blue hospital lights, in the cold white tiles of that goddamn ER floor. I have tried calling Lila a few times but her phone is still going straight to voice mail and it is driving me nuts. Then I think about Vanessa, and the night that changed our lives completely. The night that she had twisted and made me the villain in. It hits me like a sucker punch: the night I found out about Vanessa. I still feel like I am in that hospital every time the thought comes to me. I was out with my some of my investors when the call came in, my Phone buzzed at 1:12 AM. Unknown number. I almost didn’t answer, almost let it ring into the dark while I tried to forget the fight we’d had three days before. “Is this Luca ?” the voice said,it was the way that the voice soun
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Vanessa I heard his car before I saw him. Gravel crunching beneath tires the way it always does out here, but faster this time, urgent, angry. I didn’t even have to look out the window to know it was Luca. I felt it. Like a tremor in the air before the sky splits open.I stood at the counter, glass of wine untouched in my hand, watching the sun sink behind the trees. The country house had always been quiet, but today, it felt like the calm before a storm. And I guess, in a way, I knew it was coming. Maybe I even wanted it to.When the door slammed open, I didn’t flinch. I just turned, because I wanted to see his face. I wanted to know what the truth looked like written in his eyes. Fury, yes but beneath that? Hurt. Confusion. Betrayal. I’d prepared myself for all of it. At least, I thought I had.“You’ve seen her,” I said. My voice was steady, but my stomach flipped.“You lied,” he snapped, every syllable sharp and cutting. “You told her I had a daughter. Our daughter.”I opened my m
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Luca. I hated leaving the house, leaving her still mad at me, especially in her state. She said I was hoovering a lot but that's because I wanted to make sure she was okay, the baby too. I knew telling her the truth would solve all this, but I had to talk to the source first. The tires chewed up the miles, but the road didn’t move fast enough for the storm inside me. I could feel my fingers clenching the steering wheel too tight, the leather groaning beneath my grip. I should have stayed. I wanted to stay. Lila had looked at me like I was a stranger, like everything between us was a lie. And maybe, in her mind, it was. If she believed I would keep something as important as a daughter hidden. But it wasn’t me who lied. It was Vanessa. And now, finally, I was going to face her.I replayed the last hour on a loop, like a film I couldn’t stop watching. Lila's voice cracking, her eyes sharp with betrayal. “Why didn’t you tell me you had a daughter with her?” Her words hit me like a
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Luca. I had expected a lot of things from Vanessa but never did I expect this. Her using our daughter to get my attention, well she finally had it. And I had to see her. I had stayed with the woman long enough to know her patterns, I will never take away from her the fact that she loved Daisy, but I also knew she would do anything to get what she wants, and nothing was off limits when it came to her. But that's not really what I was mad about the most, it was the story she came up with and fed Lila. What kind of sick games was she playing this time? I did not sleep at all, I tossed and turned all night waiting for the morning to come so I can go set her straight. Which is why I was up before sunrise. The house was quiet. Still. Maria usually came at around seven and I woke up at almost six in the morning. But I enjoyed the peace and quiet, gave me some time to think things through and come up with my next move. I made coffee just to keep my hands busy. The smell filled the kit
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Lila. I had no idea how long I had been sleeping, when I woke up, my whole body was tired. I needed a shower, but I was still too lazy to even stand up. I picked up my phone and looked at the time, it was almost seven at night, soon I would be required to go down for dinner and then I would have to talk to Luca. He could read through me like a book and I knew there was no way he was not going to sense something was up with me. I needed to come up with a plan that made me not be in the same room as him. I could easily blame my mood swings on the pregnancy, but it was more than just the mood swings. I hated that he didn't trust me enough with that kind of sensitive information and it made me even more suspicious of his intentions with me and the baby.Was this all an act? Did his father know about daisy? I could overthink and come up with a million reasons as to why he had never brought her up, but I needed a shower. I was about to get up, when I heard it. There was a soft knock o
