Chapter 61 Suspicious Behavior

• Luca
• I stood barefoot in the dimly lit hallway of my childhood home, a curious but wary child peeking through the cracked door to the study. The muffled sound of voices arguing drew me closer, and I pressed my face against the cool wood, just enough to glimpse the scene inside.
• My father, a proud and stoic man, stood tall but defeated as he faced a figure I couldn't quite see clearly. Beside him, my mother clutched his arm, her eyes desperate, pleading.