❤️ CHAPTER 67 * That sentence had partly cheered me up, even though I hadn't quite understood what Luca meant. I kept wondering about it throughout the car ride from Milan to Modena and I didn't call him back, as usual, simply because before leaving he had asked me not to. He needed to think, he had said, he needed to put his thoughts together. * Several days passed before he called me back, during which I had thought everything and the opposite of everything. I had even come to the conclusion that he had probably decided to leave me... and after all, he wouldn't have been entirely wrong. He had caught me with my hand in the cookie jar and I had told him a story so absurd that no other man in this world could have accepted it. * And yet I had been sincere: I loved him like I had never loved before, but I also had true and deep feelings for Diego: what could I do? * The ringing of the phone had distracted me from my thoughts and I had rushed to answer with my heart beating wildly. * “Hi Luca“, I had whispered in a thin voice..“Hi Asia“ he had replied..“How are you?“. “I feel awful“ I had replied..“..and I miss you!” A long, interminable silence had followed....then he had said: “let's see each other, I need to talk to you“.
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