Luca POV
The emergency meeting began less than two hours after the photograph spread.
By then, the image had moved beyond racing pages and entertainment accounts. News sites had published it. Fan pages had created slow edits of the moment. Strangers were studying my face as though the angle of my eyes could explain something even I had not fully named.
My manager had called three times before I agreed to leave the hotel suite.
I did not want to go.
Riley remained with the children, pretending to focus on dinner while her phone continued vibrating with new notifications. She had turned the screen facedown, but every few minutes she looked toward it anyway.
The photograph had frightened her.
I saw it in the way she kept checking whether the children were alright. I saw it when Sophie
