MIRABELLA'S POV Gabriel’s voice cracked on the second “Not me,” the panic in his tone scraping against the walls like a trapped animal. I’d seen him smug. I’d seen him cruel. But I’d never seen him afraid. He didn't bother anything till now.. But he knew it would be so much worse if he goes to
Her eyes softened for just a fraction of a second before that stubborn fire returned. “He’s still my grandfather.” I could hear the sarcasm.. After knowing her for years, I know she would rather adopt a rat( She hates it) than calling this man her grandfather.. I let out a humorless laugh. “
Alex's pov My body tensed, and Mirabella felt it immediately. She didn’t flinch, but her eyes darkened with the same wariness now stitched into both of us. “I’ll get it,” I said, gently helping her to her feet. “Stay here.” “I’m pregnant,” she said, raising an eyebrow. “Not fragile.” I gave
She held me tighter. The twins stirred slightly but didn’t wake. Dom rolled into her side, clutching her arm in his sleep. Gio’s tiny foot ended up on my knee. It was messy. Chaotic. But it was real. And it was ours. “We’ll rebuild this,” I promised her, my voice steady. “You. Me. The ki
ALEX'S POV I walked back through the hallways, my pulse still pounding in my ears. My hands were shaking. It wasn’t from rage anymore. It was the weight of truth settling into my bones—the full, unvarnished truth Mirabella had been carrying her entire life. I had confronted it. I had heard it
“Excuse me? What? " Her mouth opened, then closed. A flicker of something—regret, maybe fear—crossed her features. But it was gone too quickly. “I did what needed to be done,” she said, chin lifting like she hadn’t just dropped a goddamn bomb into the middle of the room. In that moment, I thought