Michael and Vinni, visibly etched with anxiety, were in the living room when the butler announced the arrival of Luca and Sara. Both parents abandoned the couch instantly. They stopped short as their son walked in, Sara close behind him.
"Luca!" Vinni rushed forward, immediately spotting the dark stain of blood on Luca's sleeve. Tears instantly brimmed in her eyes as she pulled her son into a tight hug. "Anything could have happened to you!"
"Yes, but the situation quickly came under control," Luca reassured her, giving his mother a gentle pat on the back. He pulled away slightly with a weary expression. "You are reacting far too strongly, Mom. I would like to rest now."
"Fine. Go straight to your room and take some rest," Michael interjected, offering a nod of approval. "We will talk about the details later." His gaze then shifted fully to Sara, softening with concern. "Dear, are you entirely fine? You didn't sustain any kind of injury, did you?"
