Chapter Forty-One

Luca

The evening couldn't have been more perfect, even with Priscilla lingering around like the shadow of an old memory.

If I knew that she would be here, I wouldn't have brought Laura. Rather, I wouldn't have come at all. I know what my mother is trying to do and I don't appreciate it whatsoever. She knows what I think about Priscilla. Yes, she was my first love, but whatever transpired between us is in the past. She has no business being here, trying to disrupt my future. I needed her several years ago. I have no use for her now.

I glance at Laura. She's listening to something my father is saying attentively. Her hair is down and tucked behind her ear which is adorned by a pearl earring. She looks lovely tonight. Absolutely stunning. I can't stop looking at her, and I'm sure this feeling that I have is never going to go away.

I'm waiting for her to finish her dessert so we can get out of here. Although I loved having her here tonight, I wish the circumstances had been different.