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She says it, and Luca freezes.

“What did you say?”

Giulia twists her lips down into a frown, one she wears often when she’s puzzled.

“I know, I said.”

Two weeks away from their ride back to Portorosso, and Luca was beginning to panic — just a little. He’d dragged Giulia off into her Mamà’s garden, lush and green and spotted with roses (he recognized them best of all), and swore her into secrecy.

Luca was at a loss for words. “What do you mean, ‘you know’?”

Giulia scoffed. “Luca, you’re not as secretive as you’d like to think you are,” she blows a strand of curly, red hair out of her face and shrugs. “Papà and I knew you were hiding something from the moment you sat down for dinner.”

Luca scrunches his nose. “What? No,” he shakes his head. “I’m not talking about us being sea monsters.”

“Neither am I,” Giulia replied, lightning fast. “Papà and I assumed that you and Alberto were just hiding the fact that you were an item.”

At the blatant look of desperate confusion on the poor boy’s face, Giulia rephrased.

“A thing?” Nothing; no reaction, and no understanding. “Like, a couple?”

“A couple of what?”

“Dating, Luca! We thought you were dating.”

After a long moment, Luca squinted. “Dating who?”

“Santa pecorino- Luca,” she pressed her hands together before her lips and exhaled. “We both assumed that your little segreto was that you and Alberto were dating each other.”

Luca’s face went pink, and she knew it wasn’t sunburn. He couldn’t sunburn. Especially not that quickly. “What?”

Giulia nodded. “Which, apparently, you weren’t. I know that now.”

“You’ve known for a while, right?”

A pause. “I know that now.”

He couldn’t believe it. “You thought that- that we—” his cheeks burned. “This whole time?”

“What else was I supposed to think? You two weren’t exactly subtle.”

“Apparently we weren’t obvious either!” He pressed a hand to his face, hoping that cold blood would cool him down. He’d learned that in biology, but it seemed that his blood was versatile between The Change.

“Well? What does it matter?” Giulia shrugged again, earnestly. “You like him now.”

“I’ve liked him the whole time, Giulia!” He facepalmed, this time. “I just didn’t know!”

“Well, then, I could have saved you a whole lot of time, couldn’t I?”

The silence that fell over them both — Luca stewing in the sheer astonishment and laugh-less hilarity of it all, and Giulia waiting for him to buck up and speak again — was like cool waves over the undertow.

Finally, Luca drew in a deep breath, and spoke around the hands slapped to his face.

“What am I gonna do?”

Giulia, despite how Luca felt, let a small smile rise on her face. Looping an arm around his shoulders, she pulled him closer.

“You’ll figure it out. You both will.”

Two weeks later, when Luca got off that train, he did. Alberto did, too. The pieces fell into place, and suddenly, there was nothing left to hide.

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