CHAPTER 32: Mirabella's POV I woke up to the scent of lavender and something warm, faintly sweet, waffles? My eyes fluttered open to find a pair of large hazel eyes staring down at me.I might’ve screamed if not for the tangle of red curls and the familiar face they framed.“Eliana?” I whispered, still half caught in the haze of sleep and disbelief.Her eyes widened, and before I could sit up, she vanished from my line of sight. A second later, the bed dipped under the weight of her tackle.“You bitch,” she choked, hugging me so tightly it hurt. “You had me worried sick.”I winced, not from the force of her hug, but from how raw my body still felt. The bruises, the fatigue, it hadn’t all left me yet.I froze, then slowly hugged her back. My shoulder grew damp. She was crying.“Eliana—”“Why the hell would you leave me that text and then disappear?” she snapped, voice shaking. “Do you know what that felt like? I thought you were dead. I thought Giovanni had taken you.”
Last Updated : 2025-07-23
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