Chapter Thirty-Five

It's Mary.

I can hardly believe it when I look over my shoulder and make eye contact with her. This can't be happening to me. Not now. Not here of all places.

She stares back at me blankly, like she barely sees me at all but something dark is swimming in the depths of her eyes. For a second, the scene before us disappears and it's just the two of us in this room. Her disgust toward me is palpable. I see the way the cornered of her lips turn down in disappointment. I blink and the world snaps back to its original state. I turn my head away from her and make eye contact with Luca instead. He never took his eyes off me. Or his hands, for that matter.

I don't say a word to him but he must have gotten the message somehow. He lets his hands fall to his sides and takes a step back. Even so, we're still standing too close, and anyone would know that something transpired between us. For a few painful seconds, nothing is said. I don't know what to say. I doubt that Mary would say anything ei