Chapter 133 SMALL ACTS

The morning crept in, gray and dull through the blinds.

Jack woke up before Luca did. For a second, he just stared at the ceiling the same spot, the same crack, the same empty side of the bed beside him. He turned his head, slow.

Luca was still out cold. Face smushed into the pillow, lips parted a...

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