Chapter 56

Luca’s POV

“Oh, she’s upstairs, sitting on the balcony. Would you like me to get her for you?” Sarah replied immediately, her face somehow lightening up by that question which I had asked her.

I shook my head instantly, already making my way out of the kitchen, “Nevermind, don’t think about it anymore.”

I paused outside the kitchen’s doorway and contemplated asking Sarah how Sofia was doing and if her injured arm was still hurting badly, and how she was fairing but thought better against it and nudged the urge away, not wanting Sarah to start to suspect a thing concerning Sofia’s and I marriage. Because it was most definitely going to sound weird and suspicious to her that I was asking her how my wife was fairing instead of me asking Sofia directly like a normal husband was supposed to do.

But then, I wasn’t a normal husband. Never felt like a normal husband for a second since the start of our marriage.

For one, a husband wouldn’t have gotten married to his wife in a crowd of three