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Chapter One Hundred Ninety

作者: Delancyquin
last update 公開日: 2025-10-31 12:19:01

Mira’s P.O.V

The storm came the next morning—not from the sky, but from the weight in Luca’s eyes.

He barely slept that night. I could tell by the way he paced the floor after I put Alina to bed, his steps slow and restless. Every creak of the wooden floorboards carried the sound of worry. When dawn came, I found him standing outside by the deck, the flash drive still in his hand, his gaze fixed on the sea.

The wind had changed. Even the waves seemed heavier, darker.

“Luca,” I called softly, wr
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    Mira's P.O.V“Rafael, what does he mean?”My voice shook as the door groaned again, splintering under Matteo’s weight. I backed up instinctively, clutching Alina so tightly she started to fuss, her soft hiccups brushing against my neck.“Don’t listen to him!” Rafael barked without looking back. “Mira, stay in the corner—stay far from this damn door!”“I’m asking you,” I cried, voice cracking. “Did Luca really take me? Does Matteo know what he’s talking about? Rafael—look at me! Please!”“I can’t look at you right now,” he growled, shoving his shoulder harder into the wood. “I’m trying to keep him OUT.”From the widening crack at the door, Matteo let out a low, amused breath.“Rafael… let her ask. She deserves answers.”“Shut. Up.” Rafael slammed his full weight forward, but the door was losing its strength. “You don’t get to say what she deserves.”“Why not?” Matteo asked lazily. “I’ve waited years for this.”“Waited for WHAT?” I snapped back, my voice shaking between fear and fury. “

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    Mira's P.O.VThe room was quiet after Luca’s words, but it was a different kind of silence—gentler, less heavy. His hand still rested over mine, steady and grounding, like he meant every word he had just promised.For a long moment, I just stared at our joined hands. It was strange, how something s

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