Luca Caruso was quiet and easygoing. The quiet nature he had adopted right from when he was growing up.
He had adored his parents so much but he could only do that from the sidelines. Being a child who was ignored for the other child wasn't easy but it would have been better if that other child was with your parent because only then would you know your competition wasn't the child that your parent only spent three years with, you now had to compete for you parent's love with an image of what your sibling would have been.
Luca was three years older than Astrid and from the moment she was born, her dazzling appearance struck his parents and they never truly had been healed from it. She had taken their awe and love so much so that the newspaper headlines that had spoken about her all referred to her as the heiress, barely anyone recall he was not only older but was a boy.
