Leila's POV

　　"You can't keep doing this, Leila." Luca's voice cut through the silent tension in the room as he stood over me with his arms crossed, the frustration evident on his face. "I'm tired of sneaking around like we're ashamed of something.

　　I looked up at him from where I'd sat down, the weight of his words settling in. I knew this was going to come, but that did nothing to make it any easier on my face. "Luca, it's not that simple."

　　"It's that ...