ANMELDENEmma
I sit on the couch, staring at the television as the breaking news flashes across the screen. My lips twitch bitterly at the headline, and I let out a humorless laugh.
Luca is getting engaged… to someone else. How wonderful.
Richard has his own way of dealing with things, and this is just another one of his tricks to keep himself in the limelight he craves.
I know it's none of my business what he decides f
EmmaI sit on the couch, staring at the television as the breaking news flashes across the screen. My lips twitch bitterly at the headline, and I let out a humorless laugh.Luca is getting engaged… to someone else. How wonderful.Richard has his own way of dealing with things, and this is just another one of his tricks to keep himself in the limelight he craves.I know it's none of my business what he decides for his son, yet that doesn't stop the news from hurting. I was the one who walked away, the one who looked Luca in the eyes and told him I never loved him.I have no right to complain about the consequences of my own decision, but knowing that doesn't make this any easier.I sigh deeply, my jaw tightening as Luca's image appears on the screen. In the splitting image, is a girl I've never seen before, dressed elegantly with a bright smile on her fac
Emma“If you care about Luca, you will leave him soon.” Richard’s voice is firm as he sits across from me, making me feel painfully small despite my efforts to hold my ground.He doesn’t bother disguising his intentions this time. His tone is no longer polite, and there is an unmistakable threat beneath his words.“You’ve told me this before, and I assured you that things would take time.” He scoffs at my response, leaning back in his chair as though my patience amuses him.“How much more time, Emma? Are you waiting for him to propose to you tomorrow?”My eyes widen with astonishment and confusion.Noticing my reaction, he continues, “You’re probably wondering how I know about all this, aren’t you?”“I’ve been keeping a very close eye on my son
LucaI check the ring box for what feels like the hundredth time, then slip it back into my pocket and resume pacing along the shore. The sun is slowly sinking into the ocean, painting the sky in shades of gold, pink, and orange, but I barely notice the view. My attention keeps drifting toward the path leading down to the beach, where I’m expecting the one person who has completely changed my life.Just thinking about her makes a stupid grin spread across my face. I try to control it, but there’s no point. I’m alone out here, and nobody is around to tease me for looking like an idiot. At least, not yet.Tyler is supposed to bring her here without revealing anything. I made him swear not to ruin the surprise, which earned me several jokes about how I’ve officially lost my mind. Maybe I have.A few months ago, the thought of proposing to anyone would have made me laugh, but now I can’t imagine a future that doesn’t include Emma.I glance at the small arrangement I’ve set up near the
Emma“What did my father say to you?”The question hangs between us, and for a moment, I forget how to breathe.Luca is watching me closely, his eyes searching my face for an answer I know I cannot give him.I force myself to look away.“He just wanted to talk about you,” I say quietly. “About your career and everything happening with the professional organizations.”Luca’s expression doesn’t change. “That’s all?”I nod, hoping the movement looks convincing. “Yes. He was worried about the attention around us and how it might affect your future. We talked about it, that’s all.”The lie feels horrible the moment it leaves my mouth.Luca continues studying me, and I can tell he knows there is something I’m not saying. He has always been able to read me more easily than I want him to, and right now, I hate how exposed I feel
EmmaI keep staring at the closed file between us, unable to decide whether I’m more afraid of what Richard knows or what he intends to do with it.My fingers remain pressed against the cover as I finally look up at him. “What are you going to do with this?”Richard studies me from across the desk, his expression unreadable. He takes another slow drag from his cigar before resting it in the crystal ashtray.“That depends on you.”My stomach twists. “So this is a threat?”“No.” His answer comes calmly, almost casually. “It’s an explanation.”I let out a quiet, disbelieving laugh. “You investigated my entire life, found things I never told anyone, and put them in a file in front of me. I’m not sure what else you would call it.”Richard doesn’t react to my accusation. Instead, he folds his hands together on the desk and looks at me with
EmmaI don’t tell Luca the truth about where I’m going.“Where are you going?” Luca asks as I grab my bag.“I’m meeting a friend,” I reply, adjusting the strap over my shoulder.He takes a deep breath before approaching me and pressing a soft kiss to my cheek. “Come back soon. I’ll miss you.”I return his smile, hiding the guilt behind it as I keep the truth to myself:The lie comes out more easily than I expect, which makes me feel even worse about it. I grab my bag, avoid his curious expression, and promise I’ll be back later.I don’t give him enough time to ask questions.A few minutes later, I’m sitting in the back of a taxi, watching the city pass through the window while Richard’s words from last night replay in my head.We need to have a private conversation.I still don’t know what he wants f







