(Riley's P.O.V.)
Seeing Luca again was like something out of a dream. He was still in the hospital with an IV in his arm and monitors crowding the left corner, but he was smiling. I felt a lump start to form in my throat as I saw him remove the covers from in front of his mouth. I had to keep telling myself this doesn't mean it's over, but it's a sign that he's letting himself begin to get to that point.
When his blue eyes locked with my brown ones, I practically threw myself across the room to get to his bed. Evan, who was by his side, pushed his chair back a bit for an easy path. He understood that this embrace of ours was important. We just saw each other the night before, but right now he's truly alive and I couldn't hold back my tears. His eyes weren't as bright as they should be, b
