27

WILLOW

Luciano goes pale as the phone falls from his hands.

"Hey? What happened?" I ask as I hold on to his hands.

I grab his hands and he tries to pull away. I turn his face to me and he still looks like he saw a ghost.

"Hey? Tell me what happened? Tem me something," I saw but he still stared at nothing. He remains speechless like he is reminiscing about something. I grab his phone and I can back mark.

"What happened? He isn't saying anything, what happened?" I ask, scared for the answer. I refuse to assume. He has to tell me what happened by himself.

"Father, he isn't responding. He has passed away," He says almost calmly.

I knew him for just a day but I can still feel the pain jerking at my heart. This is bad. How is he going to cope?

"Hey Luciano, look at me," I try to get him attention but he pulls me away.

He rises from the bed and he searches for his shirt. He grabs a white t-shirt. Luckily I still have my bra on. I grab a free dress and my Crocs. I grab my phone at t