Lia’s pov

Dante lifted an eyebrow. "Searching?" "Regarding the house." Luca's demeanor was relaxed, yet the optimism in his gaze was quite the opposite. Dante breathed out, reclining in his seat. "Things aren't that straightforward." "Why shouldn’t we?" Dante glanced at him. "You can't simply choose a house and move in the following day, kid." Luca raised his shoulders. "I understand that." "However, you and Lia could begin searching, correct?" Dante looked at the sketchbook once more. ...