"I don't remember inviting you, this is a private party and you can't be here," Sebastine stated as he stared at Luca, and Luca on the other hand glanced at me, reminding me that if this man is still alive it's only because of him, I watched as he pulled out an invite and before he could speak, he handed it over to him.
"Bullshit, this is fake." He yelled and all attention turned to us, each day he keeps making it even harder to keep him alive. "Now before I have the security get called and beat you to a pulp, I want you out of my house, and I don't want you anywhere close to it or else I will have the cops here." He yelled.
The music hit even lower, and I felt a wave of anxiety overtake me when Luca glanced at everyone else, he didn't speak, he didn't pull out his gun or even a knife, it didn't seem like he was going to kill him.
Did he really love me to this extent, have himself disgraced and embarrassed because of me when he could just have this over with?
