Amelia's POV
"What the f*ck are you doing here?"
"Don't you think I have more of a right to ask you that question?" Luca said. He spoke so slowly and I had to bite my tongue to stop tears from flowing when I heard his voice. It sounded different to how I had imagined it, and I had imagined him so many times over the past three years.
"Don't be a smart arse, it doesn't suit you" I said, "next things next Peter will walk in through that door." I muttered to myself.
"Hmm?" He questioned not hearing what I said but I shook my head walking cautiously towards him to sit in the chair opposite him at the table.
I noticed as I came towards him that he was dressed in a uniform I recognised. He really suited it as well. Those three years away had really done the trick on Luca Millar. He had
