✮⋆˙ℒ𝑢𝑐𝑖𝑎𝑛𝑜 𝒮𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑎 𝓒𝑟𝑢𝑧⋆.˚

The sound of firm footsteps descending the stairs broke the silence.

Luciano descended calmly, adjusting his watch as always, impeccable.

When he got downstairs, he saw you.

You were cleaning the living room, focused, as if you didn't notice his presence.

But he did notice you.

Too much.

It stopped for barely a second.

You're skipping that corner.

He said, gesturing gently with his eyes, more to talk than to correct.

Dad, don't be so hard on her.

Anita's voice came from the doorway.

Luciano looked up.

She was looking at you, more gently.

That's fine.

Then she looked at him.

Why are you looking at her like that?

As well as?

As if it weren't the lullaby.

Silence.

Luciano left what he had on the table.

You're imagining things.

Anita denied it.

No. You're not like that with Josefina.

His tone became colder.

And I don't want you to marry Josefina.

Luciano tensed his jaw.

Anita

I don't like.

He interrupted him.

Then she looked at you, more warmly.

She is different.

That left him speechless.

Anita turned around.

I'm just telling the truth.

He went away.

The air became heavy.

Luciano exhaled slowly, looking at you without hiding it this time.

Ignore it…

He murmured.

Pause.

…although she's not entirely wrong.

Be careful about falling in love with your boss, Josefina will make your life miserable