Chapter 366

• Sofia’s pov
• Luca was leaning against the doorframe, with his hands folded around his middle for only God knows how long. His curls were in disarray, framing his face and sticking out in different directions, making it obvious that he had pulled the hell out of it throughout the whole of today.
• His face was expressionless, but there was a slight pinch of skin on his forehead, proving that he was deep in thought. I couldn’t help but swallow emptily, the sound echoing around in my head like it had echoed through the entire sitting room.