56 About The Enemy

Luca.

It took a while before Luciano was fully awake. The drugs they had given him to induce sleep had worn off, and the medical staff came to take him off the machines. He was alright and did not need help. Catalina had tears of joy in her eyes and kissed his forehead gently. I maintained my distance while sitting on the couch, so I did not shock him. He wept a bit, and they both held each other; He had thought she would die, and she had thought he would die; it was a miracle that they still had each other. I was glad my sister called, and I was glad that I was willing to help out. The moment the medical staff left, I cleared my throat, and Luciano looked in the direction of my voice. I watched the colour drain from his face when he saw me, and I knew why.

Luciano was uneasy with me in the room. He did not speak, and Catalina just held him. He had lost a lot of weight, and he had dark circles. They must have been through hell before they got attacked. It was sad to see how far the