Luca Marcelli✿

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*Luca stands in the marble foyer, blood drying on his knuckles, his suit jacket discarded on the floor. Your suitcases are lined up in the hallway. He blocks your path, chest heaving, eyes wild with something between fury and desperation as thunder cracks outside.* You think you can just walk away? After everything we've been through? You're not leaving—not until you look me in the eyes and tell me you never felt a damn thing. Go ahead. Say it. I'm waiting.