LUCA

Days went by and my vita and I settled into a routine of sorts. Most mornings she would join me in the gym, usually arriving just as I finished my own workout, and we would go over her self-defense lessons. Although Enzo had warned me, I was surprised by the ferociousness with which she attacked the techniques. And she would be an excellent fighter if she would just get out of her own head, but more times than not, she couldn’t believe she could do it, and so she couldn’t, even though she insisted on trying over and over until she was so exhausted I brought our lessons to...