Sara scrolled through her phone, her eyes skimming over the latest headlines from the morning's press conference.
"What's so important that you're not even touching your food?" Luca asked, breaking her concentration.
"Just reading the news reports," she murmured, her gaze still fixed on the screen. "Thankfully, nothing too bad has come out yet."
Luca set his fork down with a quiet clink and leaned in, concern evident in his voice. "Sara, you've been through this enough times to know better. You can't let those trolls get to you. Even if they twist the facts or spread lies, you need to rise above it. Don't give them the power to ruin your peace."
"I'm not you, Luca. I do get affected when people say the wrong things about me," Sara muttered, placing her phone face down on the table. She picked up her fork and began eating the pasta she'd barely touched.
