Iris:
I stopped dead in my tracks. We were still standing right outside the door when I turned around to shoot a quick, judgmental glare at Luca, reminding him that it was because of him my son was asking me these questions.
But he only shrugged, acting completely indifferent.
I cleared my throat, trying to speak up, when my mother stepped out.
"No, not yet," she said.
The way my children exchanged glances and smiled at each other told me they already had ideas forming.
"Okay, kids, enough talking about it," I said, trying to move forward.
But Amy held my hand, stopping me.
"Does that mean you two can get together again?" she asked innocently.
My heart broke for her, because I was about to shatter her hope.
He had cheated on me.
Just because I was dealing with worse demons now didn't mean I would forgive him.
"It's never going to happen." But it wasn't me who said it, it was Luca.
