CHAPTER SIXTY TWO

LUCA'S POV.

My chest was hurting. Like seriously hurting. Deep inside me, I could feel all the feelings from that very day, swirling around me, taking me straight back to that very day.

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It had been just another day of school and I'd come back with good news for my dad. He'd promised me that he was going to be home and waiting for me to come back from school and that he was going to give me a gift if I won the science competition.

I did win it. In fact none of those other kids had stood a chance beside me because my robot had been astounding. Too good for a teenage boy of my age, which had made them to hand me the award immediately they saw it.

I could remember the way I'd felt when I got it. I'd felt so alive and seen for the first time. I'd felt like, for the first time people were actually seeing that I had potential, that I could be something else asides the stubborn kid with the musician father. I'd been beyond excited to show my father my award.

And that