Luca’s Pov..
Two days.
It has been forty-eight long, painful hours of silence.
I checked my phone every five minutes. I checked it when I woke up. I checked it even during my training. But there was nothing no text. No call. No voicemail.
At first, I was just annoyed. Then, I became furious.
She ran, I told myselft. She played me. She got what she wanted an escape from the house and she ran back to her rich, easy life.
I felt stupid. I kissed her. I held her face in my hands and told her to come back and l let myself hope, just for a second, that she was different now. But the silence told me I was wrong. But the hardest part wasn't my anger. It was Leon.
For two days, Leon sat by the big window in the living room. He didn't want to play with his new flight simulator. He didn't want
