I was sitting on the sofa in the living room, trying to help Leon with a coloring book. I felt a little better than I did yesterday, but I still felt like a ghost of the girl I used to be. My hair was pulled back in a messy bun, and I was wearing one of Luca’s old, soft t-shirts.
I didn't look like a socialite or a fashion girlie of which l was as of my career.
The penthouse was quiet. Luca had gone to his first team practice since the "accident." He was nervous about leaving me alone with Diane, but I told him I would be okay. I wanted him to get back to his life. I didn't want to hold him back.
"Ava, look! I made the sky purple!" Leon chirped, holding up his masterpiece.
"It’s beautiful, Leon," I said, kissing the top of his head. "The best purple sky I’ve ever seen."
Suddenly, the
