THIRD PERSON POV
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Luciano is walking hand in hand with James to Keirah's room.
It has been five days and Luciano has made no progress. James has stepped in and is being of help.
“I have a bad feeling about this.” Luciano turns back, ready to go back.
“She will never accept me, and I can't stand the thought of being rejected again.
“She still thinks I am the bullet, despite our recent development. Is it too early to ask her out?
“Wait ... what if she tells me she still wants to leave us? She has not smiled at me sincerely like she did on that dancefloor that night?”
“There is nothing wrong with trying and failing. You just knock and if she doesn't open, stand here.
“And speak through to her as we practiced. If she does not accept you, we have all the time. We will try again until she accepts you.”
“This is the letter you wrote for her, right?”
“Right.” Luciano flinches the letter and holds it to James. “You read it? I do not think I can read this.”