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My eyes lower to his hand resting on his thigh, and I admire how strong and sure his fingers look.

I want to hold his hand but don't have the courage.

As if Luca can read my thoughts, his hand finds mine, and

he interlinks our fingers.

I can't keep a smile from spreading over my face and try to focus my attention on the movie again.

If things remain like this, I can actually start to believe there's hope that Luca might love me one day.

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