I'd pictured a thousand ways Fabian might react.But I never saw this coming—he stormed in, ripped the urn out of my arms, and smashed it to the floor."Stella Cantemir, seriously? Just 'cause I went to check on Roxana, you and Luca ghosted my hometown? Then you lie about Luca dying and fire Roxana? Is ruining everyone's life your full-time job now?"I just stood there, frozen, staring at the ashes scattered across the floor. The urn was cracked.My brain short-circuited."Luca... Luca... does it still hurt?"I dropped to my knees, shaking, trying to scoop his ashes back into the broken urn, one trembling handful at a time.Then Fabian snatched it out of my hands."Still pretending? You live for the drama, huh?"He turned, heading for the bathroom."What are you doing? Give it back!"I ran after him, but he shoved me aside."Stella Cantemir, Luca wasn't just your son. I let it go every time you used him to chase attention. But now you're faking his death? You make me sick."
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