No matter how much I tried to ignore my feelings, I knew I loved Luca. Maybe it was natural to fall in love with the person you were married to, the person you shared intimacy with. I wasn’t sure why I had fallen for Luca despite my best intentions not to let him into my heart; I only knew that I had. I knew what men like Luca thought of love. I hadn’t told him about my feelings, though a few times the words had been on the tip of my tongue after we’d laid in each other’s arms, sweaty and sated after sex. I knew Luca wouldn’t say it back, and I didn’t want to make myself vulnerable like that.
