Luca had been my hidden target once, the one I never managed to approach. Back then, every time I tried to get close, he disappeared. Sometimes I saw him with Sophia, sometimes I found him watching me from across a room, but he never stayed long enough for me to ask why.So I gave up on him and chose Adrian instead.Now he drove through the sleeping city with one hand on the wheel, his stolen orderly’s badge lying on the dashboard. The streetlights slid across his face, and for a moment he looked exactly like the boy I used to know: quiet, distant, carrying a tenderness he refused to let anyone see.“I’m sorry,” he said. “I came too late.”“It’s fine,” I said.It was more than fine.Because he had brought me out.Because now I could finally leave.I asked him to take me somewhere open, somewhere that did not smell like disinfectant or locked doors, so Luca drove me to the lakefront before dawn. The city was still dark, the water black and calm, and the wind moved through my hair like i
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