Katarina POV“Don’t tell me to leave, Kat.”Selena’s voice cracked through the morning air. She stood with her suitcase by the gates, her hair pulled back tight, lips pressed thin. Behind her, the driver leaned on the car, waiting. The iron gates were half-open, and from this far you could already hear the faint buzz of reporters from the other side of the estate.I folded my arms, trying to look calm even though my chest hurt. “You promised Lucas you’d go back to him. Don’t start now.”“I don’t care about promises.” She stepped closer, lowering her voice. “Fiorella is back. You think I can just leave you here with her circling like a vulture?”The early morning wind picked up, tugging at her coat. Her eyes flashed, stubborn, just like mine.I reached out and squeezed her wrist. “Listen to me. I’m fine. I’m not scared of her.”Selena laughed, bitter. “Not scared? She has a history with both of them. You think she came back for fun? She came back to ruin you.”I smiled, but it didn’t
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