#Chapter 156 – The Right Choice

Rafe immediately goes into Prince-mode, continuing to pat Gran on the back while looking up at Luca and quietly mouthing “who is this?” Luca sighs and gestures towards her. “Rafe, this is my Gran,” he says. “She’s…a big fan.” “Oh,” Rafe says, his eyebrows going up, because of course we’ve heard a lot about Luca’s Gran at the Academy. “Oh, with the cake!” he says, laughing a little. And then, I think to everyone’s shock, he puts his hands on Gran’s shoulders and presses her away just a tiny bit. Surprised, Gran opens her eyes and looks up into his face. And then, in what sounds like perfect Itablio, Rafe says, “Grazie per la torta. Lo amaro.” Gran gives a loud shout of joy and then starts to cry harder, pulling Rafe close again and tucking her face away against his stomach, crying hard into his shirt. “Oh my god,” Linda says, hastily putting down the iced tea and reaching for her. “Mom, please –“ “No, it’s okay,” Rafe says, holding out a hand towards Linda and giving her his best