Lia’s POV

I remain to see him leave, my heart pounding in my chest in an attempt to get free and run to him. Long shadows fall in sunlight in the drive during the morning, causing his body to draw out in an unreal way, something that is about to slip through my hands like an elusive dream. I hug Luca in closer to me, his little arms around my neck, his warm breath against my skin. He is half asleep now, his head on my shoulder, unaware his dad is leaving us behind. "Dante," I utter in a ...