Sofia

I sat rigid in the passenger seat of Luca’s black car, my hands clasped so tightly in my lap that my knuckles turned white. My mind was already racing ahead, calculating the terrifying logistics of my return. Please let them be asleep, please let the lights be off.

The car came to a halt a block away from my house, I didn't wait for Luca to talk or say anything, I scrambled out of the car and didn't look back. I practically ran the remaining distance, slipping through the gate of our ...