“Hey…Would you like to go get lunch?” she said walking up to the other, it took her a lot to try and get out of the dark cloud she’s been in since she lost her brother. “My treat.”
“Me?" Luka asked, surprised by her offer. The last time Diana had asked him to hang out outside of the house was months ago, before Dante’s death, to be exact. “Oh, sure, we can do that,” he nodded, giving her a small smile.













