“Just say it, Luca.” She looked down again. This time for a solid minute before looking back up at me. A fat tear rolled down her cheek. “Sometimes when love isn’t enough to make things right, we need to let it go.” I looked back and forth between her eyes. “Are you finished?” She looked confused but nodded. “Fine. Then it’s my turn to speak.” “Okay . . .” “I only have one thing to say, but I want to make sure you hear it loud and clear, Luca.” She looked at me and waited. I leaned in close so that our noses were touching and spoke directly into her eyes with one stern word. “No.”
