Sofia’s POVOne moment there was nothing but blackness…the next, I was staring at the ceiling of our bedroom, my breath shallow, my body heavy, my head throbbing like someone had cracked it open.I blinked slowly.The room was dim.Warm.Quiet.Too quiet.And then I saw him.Luca sat beside the bed, elbows on his knees, hands clasped together. His jaw was clenched so hard I could see the muscle jumping. His eyes were dark—so dark they almost looked like bruises.He didn’t look at me at first.He just breathed… slow, heavy breaths, like he was trying to stop himself from breaking something.Or someone.“L… Luca?” I whispered.His head lifted sharply. His eyes locked on mine. Relief hit him for half a second—just long enough for his shoulders to drop—Then the anger returned.Like a wave swallowing the shore.“You’re awake,” he said, voice low, not calm. “Good.”I swallowed hard. My throat felt dry and sore.“Luca… I—”“What were you thinking?” he snapped.I froze.
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