Riley POV
I expected Luca to pretend nothing had happened.
That was what people like him usually did after they lost control. They became quiet, returned to work, and acted as though the hurtful words had disappeared simply because they no longer wanted to discuss them. Luca had already apologized in the kitchen, but part of me believed he would consider that enough. I expected him to wake the next morning, drink his coffee, ask about the children, and move through the house with the same serious expression he wore whenever he wanted everyone to forget he had feelings.
Instead, he found me before breakfast.
I was standing in the upstairs hallway outside Sophie’s room, checking that she was still asleep. After the fear of the previous day, I had woken several times during the night and
