(Luca)
I wasn’t supposed to care. That was the truth.
Girls at Prestwick were all the same. Too careful, too eager to get a reaction out of me. They wanted the easy grin, the line I’d used a hundred times. They wanted the Luca Monroe they thought they knew. I gave it to them because it was simple. No strings, no real effort.
I had tried to distract myself so many times by playing the piano. It was something that I grew up loving and I had to thank my parents for not taking that away from me, since they expected me to take over the family business once I graduated.
It was a lot of pressure, but I didn't let it bother me. I tried to be kind and reliable as often as I could. I wasn't the type of person who looks down on someone else because of their background.
Talking about background
