Olivia's POV...
Luca moved toward the end of the room and he pulled out his gun as he headed into the closet, there was no one, there was nothing and the way he looked at me, it felt like he had this feeling like maybe I could be making things up, he would not say that so my feelings won't get hurt, but I am not, I am not making anything up
"I am not hallucinating and there is no way my mind is playing tricks on me, I know what I saw." I breathed out, I could still see the person staring at me,
I don't know how that's even possible; someone being in our closet and in a few seconds, the person is not there anymore.
Luca inched toward me and he settled beside me, his eyes met mine and more tears streamed down my cheek, I know he didn't think I was lying, I know he would never think that, I know he trusts the fact that, I would never lie about something like that.
He rested his temples against mine and his eyes met mine.
