Luca's mouth twitched slightly.
What on earth was going on? How did this situation escalate to talking about pregnancy?
He brushed off Sini's accusations with a few perfunctory replies, pushed open his bedroom door, and walked out. He wanted to see just who was causing him all this trouble.
He strode quickly to the living room and looked up to see a petite figure sitting on the sofa.
She was small in stature, wearing a loose blue wool sweater.
With glasses perched on her nose, tousled hair, and a cup in her hands, she seemed a bit uneasy. Her face was youthful, giving the impression of a middle school student.
The moment she noticed Luca approaching, she scrambled to her feet and greeted him nervously, "Hello, Mr. Luca."
"You are…?" Luca frowned, scrutinizing her. She looked somewhat familiar, but he couldn't immediately place where he'd seen her before.