Christian
“Dad, are you so excited for the shoot?” Christian smiled. Lucio had been involved in everything, from hiring the photographer to choosing the location and the outfits.
Usually, Christian didn’t like the thought of Lucio working harder than he should, but it seemed like his father was enjoying himself, so this time he didn’t care about it. “I am. I feel like I can finally rest after this.” Lucio spoke as the smile on Christian’s face had vanished.
“Don’t say that,” Christian spoke. “Don’t say stuff like that.”
“Why, does it makes you cry at night?” Lucio mocked him, but Christian’s expression had not changed. “Okay, I won’t say stuff like that anymore.” Lucio smiled.
