"Wait, wait, wait," He clasped his hands together dramatically, eyes sparkling with curiosity. "What are you two going to talk about? Is this some kind of juicy secret? Something we need to know? Because if it is and I find out later, I swear on my best pair of heels I will haunt you both."
Eliana froze mid-step, like a deer caught in headlights. Her breath hitched. Her body turned stiff, betraying every ounce of control she'd worked so hard to fake all morning.
Her lips parted, but no sound came. Nothing. Just silence and a horrible hollow ringing in her ears.
Luis turned with practiced ease, facing Luca with that calm, steady tone that always made people lean in without realizing it. "I didn't want to say anything just yet," he said, with a casual shrug that did nothing to dull the impact of his words. "But I need someone's opinion... on proposing to Nicky."
Eliana's knees nearly gave out.
It was like the floor slipped out from beneath her.
