falling back into rhythm with luca was as easy as breathing. for a few seconds vivi felt carefree, like she was back in italy eating dinner on the deck and watching the sunset. there was a comfort that could only come through her family, it was warm and inviting and safe. “cucciolo, sono a casa.” she cried into his apartment. vivi peered around the corner, eyebrows raising in curiosity. “what are you doing?” // @fcrvcnts









