Jane's POV
"Jane? Sweetheart is that you?" I heard someone ask from behind me as I was about to put the sausage roll in my mouth.
I retracted my hand and turned around to come face to face with Martha, Luca's housekeeper.
I grinned widely at her.
"Hey Martha." I greeted.
"Oh dear, you look beautiful." She said as she crushed me into a hug.
"Thank you." I replied as she pulled back.
"Are you here alone?" She asked.
"No. I'm actually here with my aunt, Mrs. Freeman." I stated.
"Oh my! You're Mrs. Freeman's niece? Who would've known." He gasped in surprise.
"Yeah..."
"Have you met Luca yet?" Martha asked hesitantly like she was afraid of saying the wrong thing.
I sighed and shook my head.
"Is he okay Martha?" I asked.
It was her turn to sigh. "His father hurt him again but not as bad as before." She whispered so no one could hear.
Anger bubbled inside of me and I closed my eyes tightly, trying to calm myself.
That bastard!
I felt a hand holding my shoulder.