Present Time:
Eliza looked at Marco Deluca, and she had warmth in her eyes, and her lips softly turned upwards in a soft smile. Her parent's first meeting. She couldn't believe it, it was too intense. But it was sort of romantic as well.
Cruise, Rain, Chase, Confrontation.
But she couldn't help but think, her mother shot her father.
What made her shoot him?
Eliza looked at Marco Deluca in the hope he would continue talking already. But he was just silent. She did not rush him. She let him take his time. There were complicated expressions on his face.
There was pain. There was grief. There was guilt. There was happiness. There was warmth.
Eliza studied him closely. The more she looked the more she felt, there was no rage on his face, no cold glint in his eyes. So, it only meant, he was likely not behind their accident, not after everything he told her, how her father helped him. but never say never.