Luca’s pov

Luca considered the calmness of the night to be unusual. He struggled to recall the last instant when everything felt so tranquil—like the cosmos was paused, anticipating an event. He strolled down the well-known paths to his house, each step burdened by the impact of the discussion he had just engaged in. Elena's comments constantly resonated in his thoughts, tormenting him. What belongs to me. It was a straightforward remark, yet it conveyed a significant message. It ...