Luka's POV
I want to pull back my hand. I'm going too far with this. I shouldn't be laughing and smiling with her. It's not right. I'm going to fucking kill her.
But I want to hold on tight to that tiny delicate hand of hers. I want to clasp it and stroke it and assure it's safe. But how can it be when I'm the danger.
I let go of her hand.