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Chapter 19: We Need to Act Fast

Author: Judith C-Tagoe
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-09-15 22:33:37

Diana’s POV

"Diana, do you still want to do this?"

Lucas’s voice was low but urgent, his eyes fixed on mine as though he could will me into rethinking everything.

"The Smiths are still powerful," he continued. "They have people everywhere. If you lie low, they’ll leave you alone. They only won’t come after you if they believe you’re still dead."

A shiver ran through me. My throat tightened. "So… they will come after me if they discover I’m not dead."

The truth, spoken aloud, cracked something inside me. A tear slipped down my cheek before I could stop it.

Lucas reached out, strong but gentle, pulling me into his arms. His hand rubbed soothing circles along my back, and that broke me. The tears came harder.

"Five years," I choked. "Five years, and he still treats me like trash."

Lucas bent his head, kissing the top of mine with tenderness that startled me. He stroked my back, steady, grounding, as though shielding me from the weight pressing down.

"Diana," he said softly, "yes......the
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