Luca’s POVThe silence in the room felt like a weight, pressing down on my chest with a suffocating intensity. Emma stood by the window, her back turned to me, her body tense, as if the space between us was more than just physical distance. I could feel the storm brewing between us, a churning sea of emotions I couldn’t quite grasp. My thoughts raced, each one crashing against the other, a cacophony of confusion, guilt, and anger. Anger, mostly at myself.I had never been a man who feared much. Fear wasn’t something that had ever been a luxury in my world. But standing here, looking at Emma, knowing that I had pushed her to the edge, I felt something unfamiliar. Vulnerability. And it was uncomfortable. It was something I didn’t know how to handle.I had been distant, too cold, too focused on control. I had made decisions for both of us, not understanding—or perhaps not caring—that she had a voice in this life, in this marriage. I had thought that providing for her, keeping her safe, c
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