For a moment, he just stood there. Slippers, stretchy pants, T-shirt as if they were checking out of a hotel after bad service.
Luca stared at her, trying to understand the woman in front of him. It seemed like he had brought one woman into this hospital and somewhere between, there had been some kind of character switch. Because this woman wasn't Veronica.
His Veronica was strong, yes. No doubt about it. She had a spine made of steel and a mouth sharp enough to draw blood. But she also carried too much love inside her. Too much emotion. Too much softness beneath all that fire. It was unthinkable that she would feel nothing after losing a child. Their child.
"I'll send your sister in," he said quietly.
"Okay."
Luca held her gaze a moment longer, his jaw tight, then turned and walked out. Vee exhaled.
