The rain had started by the time Arabelle pulled up to Lucia's apartment building. She sat in the car for a moment, her hands gripping the steering wheel, trying to steady her breathing. The suitcase in the passenger seat felt like evidence of her shattered life—hastily packed, running away from everything she thought she knew.She grabbed it and ran through the rain to the entrance, her clothes soaked by the time she reached Lucia's floor. Standing outside the familiar door, Arabelle hesitated.What was she doing here?But the alternative—going back to Dante, to that house full of lies—was impossible.She knocked.The door opened, but instead of Lucia's warm brown eyes, she was met with Nora's suspicious gaze."You've got to be kidding me," Nora said."Hi…I—I'm looking for Lucia," Arabelle stammered. "Is she here?""No." The answer came fast, defensive. "She's not here.""Please, I just need to talk to her—""I don't think she wants to talk to you." Nora moved to close the door. "You
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