Are you sure I’m innocent?

When Luca closed the door behind her, she let out a shallow breath. She snapped her eyes ahead, clearing her throat, steeling her heart to see what Adam was doing. 

'Vampire…' she thought, and images of the man she married on a whim flashed in her head. '... don't judge the book by its cover. Remember. You and Nova have to survive this hell of a year.'

Luca nodded, convincing herself and straightening her resolve. Everything Nova said made sense, yet she still wasn't certain if this was called luck or just a part of her series of misfortune. Either way, they had no choice. 

Determination shone in her eyes, taking a step away from the shut door. Since acting was her forte, Luca told herself she only needed to think she was only playing a role. A woman with a double life, living in a modern fantasy setting.