"So, what's your plan now?"
Luca gazed at Nova, lying leisurely on the other side of the couch near her feet. She was still hugging her knees, her eyes swollen from all the crying, and barely stopped her hiccups.
"I… don't know." Her lips quivered as her throat dried up once again, tears coating her eyes. "How would I know? My life is in shambles and I don't even know what is going on with my life."
"I know… but it's not like you should stop here," Nova argued. "You made a mistake, and the repair isn't enough to hide the cracks. Still, life goes on. You have to do something."
"Like what?" Luca's frown grew uglier. "You said it yourself. I'm in a different world and the people around me aren't the people I used to know. I can't even blame Xander now for everything as well, and he's a psychopath to make things worst."
"Err… you have a point." Nova agreed with a nod. "How about… start getting to know your life here?"
"They said I had a terrible attitude, alright?"