Chapter 4
Luca’s eyes turned dark, and the air around him felt heavy.
He looked gloomy the whole drive home, not saying a single word.
Once we got inside, he grabbed my arm.
He pulled out his phone, opened his private photo album, and started deleting stuff fast.
“Don’t worry, no one saw these photos except me. I’ve deleted them all
now.
“So stop being mad at me, okay?”
I stared at him, then suddenly asked, “What’s the password for your album?”
The second I asked, Luca’s face froze.
June 25th. It was not his birthday or mine.
How funny. The password for my photos was about her.
And we both knew exactly who she was.
Luca’s patience snapped. “Are you done? I’m already apologizing to you, so what more do you want?”
I just laughed. Funny how men always raise their voices when they are ignoring the real issue.
I did not bother arguing. I just turned around and went back to the
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bedroom.
That night, we did not share a bed for the first time in three years.
Yet, I felt free.
The next morning, I woke up to a loud noise outside
my
door.
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I threw on a coat and stepped out. Cecelia was standing there with a plate in her hands, smiling at me sweetly.
‘Gen, you’re up.”
Luca turned to me, walked over fast, and explained, “Cece, Pietro, and
the gang felt bad about yesterday, so they came over to cook for you as an apology.”
As soon as he finished talking, Cecelia ran over and shoved a piece of half–cooked beef right into my mouth before I could react.
My face went pale. Immediately, my stomach turned, and I felt like throwing up.
I pushed her away and ran straight to the bathroom.
Behind me, Cecelia’s voice turned all pitiful.
“It’s all my fault. But I washed my hands… Does Gen really hate me that much?”
Pietro put down his fork and snapped, “She is not grateful that we are doing this for her. Good intentions wasted.”
Someone else chimed in with a sneer, “Yeah, what a diva.”
Luca felt embarrassed and came over to me. He lowered his voice and
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said, “Is it that bad? Why are you the only one throwing up when we are
all fine?”
When I did not answer and just kept my head down, he got annoyed. “Don’t tell me you’re pregnant!”
I stayed quiet for a while before looking up and nodding.
“Yeah. I’m pregnant.”
The room went dead silent. Luca froze for a second before his eyes flashed with surprise.
Yet, before he could say anything, Cecelia piped up fast, “Genevieve, are you joking? I just saw blood in the bathroom. Don’t joke about that stuff!”
The second she said that, Luca’s face dropped like he had been told the biggest lie of his life.
I said coldly, “That was a tissue from my nosebleed.”
Even so, no one cared to believe me.
Luca pushed past me with a stiff face and went back to the dining table, chatting with his friends like nothing had happened.
It was like I did not even exist.
I just stood there, feeling like I had been quietly shut out of their world.
Honestly, I did not feel much at all. I just turned and went back to packing my–stuff.
Not even ten minutes later, Cecelia suddenly barged right into my room.
