97. I like you, Elena.

Elena.

I couldn't sleep. My mind was racing with thoughts of Salvatore, Deangelo, and everything that was going on around me. I turned and tossed in my bed, but nothing seemed to help me drift off. I checked the time on my phone; it was past midnight. I knew I had to do something to tire myself out, or else I'd be up all night.

I got out of bed and went to my closet, pulling out my swimsuit. The mansion had an indoor swimming pool that was open twenty four hours, and I figured a swim might just do the trick. I quickly changed into my swimsuit and made my way to the pool area. The room was dimly lit, with the only source of light coming from the pool.

As I approached the pool, I could feel the cool breeze on my skin and the sound of the water gently splashing. I approached the pool quietly, hoping not to disturb anyone who might be sleeping. But then, I was surprised to find Luca swimming laps in the pool with such fervor, his strokes sharp and precise, as though he was trying to outr