ARIA

The show is over before I know it.

Luca is praising it as we move behind the crowd heading toward the door. I'm afraid of looking over my shoulder and making eye contact with Ryder.

When we finally pass the doors, I'm relieved because it means I can go home. But Luca turns to me and asks, "Would you be okay with me walking you home?"

"It's just a short distance away from here. You don't have to."

"I insist," he smiles. "I'd never forgive myself if something happened to ...