Luca's POV
I'm not proud of my desperation, but if you see things from my perspective, you'll understand that I have no other choice. For the first time in years, I'm away from Hannah, yet my mind is in turmoil, haunted by guilt. Each glance at Krystal's determined face as she navigates towards my territory, pierces my heart, amplifying the sense that I've made the gravest mistake.
"You seem devastated," Krystal remarks, breaking the tension with a knowing smile, aware that I must be grappling with regret, questioning the worth of my decision.
"Yeah, what did you expect?" I mutter through clenched teeth, my voice tinged with bitterness.
"Ah, so you're already hating your choice," she observes, her smile unwavering. "I could turn back, tell the three cars trailing us with my men to do t
