Ariana’s POVSleep was a stranger that night. Even with Luca’s arms around me, the image of that black car below the window kept me wide awake. Every time I closed my eyes, I imagined Daniel’s gaze cutting through the glass, watching me breathe, cataloguing my every move.By dawn, my body was heavy with exhaustion, but my mind was restless, alert. I padded to the bathroom, splashed cold water on my face, and stared at my reflection in the mirror.For a moment, I didn’t recognize her—the woman staring back. Shadows under her eyes, hair loose, shoulders stiff with strain. She looked like someone caught between two worlds: the woman Daniel once molded, and the one slowly clawing her way out.I whispered to the mirror, barely audible. “Who am I now?”The question hung in the air like smoke, unanswered.By the time I stepped into the kitchen, Vanessa was already there, her legs crossed on the counter, sipping black coffee as though it were champagne.“You look like death warmed over,” she
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