Lia’s pov

The morning went by in comfortable quiet. Once breakfast was over, Luca had positioned himself on the floor, enhancing his city drawing with more details, while Dante rested against the counter, enjoying his coffee. Lia observed both of them, a tranquil happiness filling her heart. It seemed… ordinary. Perhaps that was what frightened her. Since normal never endured. Dante must have noticed something in her face, as he placed his cup down and looked at her intently. “What are ...