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The Last Day (Sienna)

Author: Shidaliya
last update Last Updated: 2025-02-20 04:58:53

The crisp morning air bit at my cheeks as I stood outside the cabins, watching the sunrise spill soft gold over the hills. The trip was almost over. By this time tomorrow, we’d be back in school, drowning in assignments and pretending like this excursion had been just another ordinary event.

But it wasn’t.

At least, not for me.

Not after last night.

Not after the way Luca had looked at me at breakfast—like he wasn’t willing to let me slip away.

A shiver ran through me, though I wasn’t sure if it was from the cold or the weight of everything that had happened.

“Hey.”

Cassie’s voice pulled me from my thoughts, and I turned to see her approaching, a steaming cup of tea in her hands. She held it out to me.

I took it without question. “Thanks.”

She arched a brow. “You okay?”

I hesitated, then gave a small nod. “Yeah.”

She huffed, clearly unconvinced, but didn’t push. Instead, she glanced toward the mess hall, where students were still trailing in and out, finishing breakfast. “So, what’s on the agenda today? More hiking?”

I shook my head. “Nope. Historical site visit, some group project thing, and then we pack up.”

Cassie groaned. “Group projects. Fantastic.”

I smiled slightly, wrapping my hands around the warm cup.

In truth, I wasn’t looking forward to it either. The teachers had made it clear that today was all about applying what we learned—which meant presentations, discussions, and forced teamwork.

Great.

“I just want to get through the day,” I admitted.

Cassie gave me a knowing look. “And then what?”

I didn’t have an answer.

I had spent so much time overthinking last night, overthinking Luca, that I hadn’t even let myself think about after.

Would things be different once we got back?

Would he still want to keep whatever this was going?

Did I?

I took a deep breath. “Let’s just get through today first.”

Cassie rolled her eyes but didn’t argue.

The group project was a disaster from the start.

The teachers had assigned us mixed groups, ensuring we weren’t just sticking to our usual friends. Which meant, of course, that I got stuck with Amanda.

Because apparently, life hated me.

We were supposed to be analyzing the significance of the historical site we had visited yesterday, pulling together a presentation before we left.

But instead of contributing, Amanda spent the entire time leaning back in her chair, filing her nails, and shooting me smug glances whenever Luca passed by.

I ignored her.

Or, at least, I tried to.

Until she spoke.

“So, Sienna,” she drawled, inspecting her nails. “Have fun sneaking out of the cabins last night?”

My stomach dropped.

I kept my face blank. “Excuse me?”

Amanda smirked. “Oh, don’t play innocent.” She leaned forward. “You think I didn’t see you? Slipping into his cabin?”

The heat in my cheeks was instant.

“Relax,” she said with a laugh. “It’s not like it’s a secret. Luca’s never been good at keeping things casual.”

My jaw clenched. “We were talking.”

Amanda shrugged. “Sure. Talking. For hours.”

I bit the inside of my cheek so hard I tasted blood.

I wasn’t doing this.

Not here.

Not with her.

So I turned back to my notebook and ignored her.

Which, of course, only made her more determined.

“I mean, don’t get me wrong, I get it,” she continued. “He’s good at what he does.”

Her eyes flicked to mine, filled with something close to amusement. “But you do know he never sticks around, right?”

My grip on my pen tightened.

Before I could say anything, a shadow loomed over the table.

“I’d shut up if I were you.”

Amanda froze.

I looked up—only to find Luca standing there, jaw tight, arms crossed.

His eyes weren’t on me.

They were locked onto Amanda, sharp and unreadable.

Amanda huffed. “Jeez. Relax.”

Luca didn’t move.

Amanda rolled her eyes. “Fine, whatever.” She pushed back her chair. “I’m done here.” Then, with a flip of her hair, she sauntered off.

Luca’s gaze followed her until she was out of earshot.

Then, finally, he turned to me.

His expression softened. “You okay?”

I let out a breath. “Yeah.”

He studied me for a moment, like he didn’t quite believe me.

Then, before I could react, he reached out and gently tapped the underside of my chin.

“Don’t listen to her,” he said, voice low. “She doesn’t know a damn thing about us.”

Something in my chest tightened.

But before I could respond, the teacher called for everyone’s attention, signaling the end of our group work.

Luca gave me one last look before stepping away.

And even though Amanda’s words still echoed in my head, I found myself holding onto his instead.

Packing up was chaos.

Students ran in and out of cabins, teachers yelled reminders, and somehow, I ended up getting stuck trying to shove everyone’s stuff into one bus.

Cassie plopped onto a bench beside me, watching as I attempted to fit one last suitcase into the overflowing luggage compartment. “Think it’ll hold?”

“Honestly?” I wiped my forehead. “No clue.”

She laughed, stretching out her legs. “At least we’re almost done.”

I nodded. The trip was finally coming to an end.

By this time tomorrow, we’d be back in our normal lives.

No cabins.

No late-night sneaking out.

No school trip bubble to protect us.

I swallowed hard.

Cassie nudged me. “Hey. You good?”

I forced a smile. “Yeah. Just tired.”

She didn’t look convinced, but thankfully, she didn’t push.

Instead, she leaned back, tilting her face toward the sky.

“You think things will be different when we get back?” she mused.

I glanced across the lot, my eyes landing on Luca.

He was laughing with Ethan, looking so effortlessly at ease.

Like he wasn’t worried about what came next.

I, on the other hand?

I was.

Because this trip had changed something.

And whether I was ready or not, there was no going back now.

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