"Anywhere," I said to the cab driver.
"Just keep driving, I have money," I said again and he nodded, I watched as he was subtly staring at me from the rear mirror and I rested my head against the leather chair.
Why did it feel wrong? Why did it feel like I was about to make a mistake?
I know I care for him but I can't stay, if I stay, I will ruin whatever is left for us, I will ruin whatever it's left in my heart for him, I left Aria in his care, I know she will be out of the house as soon as he finds out I am gone.
I know she will try to make a move on him when she realizes that I am not coming back, I know for sure that by the time I am gone for a long time, she will still pretend to need care and Luca will not be there.
Luca needs to work on himself, not on the pack, not on the members but on him.
