#bfbedit

wow I made an edit yay

The front door swung open in front of us and Donata Marino swept into the diner, bringing a flurry of wind and rain with her. ‘There you are,’ she said, holding her gun high. ‘By happy coincidence you are already exactly where I want you to be.’ ‘You lied to me!’ I spat. ‘You used me!’ ‘Like a carrier pigeon.’ She took a step closer, blocking my way. I could see the beads of rain sliding down her face. ‘As if I would ever expect you to betray the boy that gives you flowers and looks at you like you’re worth something.’

“so,” he said, his lip curling. “there are some things you deem worthy enough to kill for, gianluca.” luca's reply came in one steady breath. “only one.”

aren’t you glad I have no respect for your a u t h o r i t y?

This life is so complex that we rarely get to be the people we are truly meant to be. Instead, we wear masks and put up walls to keep from dealing with the fear of rejection, the feeling of regret, the very idea that someone may not love us for who we are deep in our core, that they might not understand the things that drive us. I want to study the realness of life, not the gloss. There is beauty everywhere; even in the dark, there is light, and that is the rarest kind of all.

“This life is so complex that we rarely get to be the people we are truly meant to be. Instead, we wear masks and put up walls to keep from dealing with the fear of rejection, the feeling of regret, the very idea that someone may not love us for who we are deep in our core, that they might not understand the things that drive us.”

Luca loved me. Luca was in love with me.

 "maybe I am looking at you you. maybe I always have been.”