Chapter Thirty-Four

I pace around the living room before Luca knocks on the front door.

I let him inside. I couldn't refuse to see him. If he has something urgent to say, then he can say it. I ignore the fact that we agreed that he would stop following me around in places. This is the farthest thing from my mind at the moment.

I'm curious. That's why I'm letting him in. I want to know what he's going to say to me so urgently. Maybe I can say a few things to him, if the opportunity presents itself. What I'm tired of doing is running around in circles with him. Maybe what we need is time alone, so I can tell him clearly, without anyone watching, that I want him to leave me alone.

But is that what I really want? I ask myself.

I confess that I wasn't expecting to feel this much nervousness. I never felt this way before. Dealing with him was simply something annoying that I had to endure. Somehow, this moment feels different.

I can't explain why.

Maybe it's the fact that I don't see him the way I used t