Mara's POV
Our journey was a calm silence, all the way to the sofa and coffee table that sat in the far corner of the room. "How about I put something on to watch while we eat?", he suggested, as we sat the food and drinks down on the table. I nodded again, becoming too tired to even speak. "Okay, gattina (kitten), sit down", he ordered gently.
I did as I was told and sat down on the couch. When Luca turned on the television, the Simpsons was playing."Can we watch this, please?", I asked softly, scared he would look at me like I was crazy for asking. "Absolutely, piccola (little one)", he answered happily, as he sat next to me. I was shocked that he didn't poke fun at me. Carl did it all the time.
"What just went through your mind, bambina (baby girl)?", Luca asked, as he grabbed my p
