Sofia’s POV

“What about Luca?” I asked tentatively, feeling weirdly shy. But this is my first time ever that I’d be willingly looking for him because I want to go to him.

Matilda was staring at me with a suggestive expression once I was done with the drugs and had settled the cup on the counter once again. I just had a very satisfying breakfast and I feel much better now.

“He has gone to sleep.” She replied after a few seconds of the both of us staring at ...