If Liam or worst Harry were present, they would be astounded by the deep loathing on this little lad’s face!
The usual impression they had of Luca Marquez was a child much colder and more mature than others his age. He was always calm and collected. Let alone tears, hardly anything could trigger his emotions.
However, right now, huddled in a corner of the sofa, he was letting himself sink deeper into his sadness and loneliness. And his eyes were swollen from crying.
He was never this fragile, yet because of his mother's ‘unfulfilled promise’, he was unconsciously getting worried.
He did not like a lonely home like this. With only the sound of the television’s static and no other signs of life except for his, the apartment seemed especially ‘spacious’.
The rooms were dark. He turned on
