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Chapter Nine.

Author: Sammy
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-03-24 01:45:20
The Kiss

Lila

I didn’t speak to him when we stepped out of the elevator into the penthouse.

I didn’t look at him, either.

If I looked at Luca, I knew I’d start to feel things I wasn’t ready to feel, things I didn’t have the luxury of feeling.

I kept my eyes fixed on the polished marble floor as I walked past the silent living room, past the wall of windows glittering with the city lights, and down the hall to the guest suite I’d started thinking of as mine.

But when my hand touched the doorknob, I heard his footsteps behind me.

He hadn’t turned away this time.

I swallowed hard, trying to keep my voice steady. “You don’t have to follow me.”

“I know.”

His tone was low and almost careful, as if he was afraid one wrong word would send me running.

I didn’t turn. I couldn’t. Not with my heart still raw from the hospital, from watching my mother struggle to smile, from the hollow echo of the words she’d asked me: Are you happy?

I pressed my palm to the cool wood of the door, willing my hands
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