Luca's POV

The noise of the slammed door echoed down the corridor. I held to the doorknob, grinding my teeth and hearing them shatter in my head. Why did I move to console her when I had promised myself to forget about her, to stay away from her, to not touch her again?

Yet, I had been so foolishly concerned about her that I had almost touched her again. I pulled my fingers from the doorknob and dropped fast from it like it had bitten me.

I needed to stay away from this room if I hoped to ...