Scarlett’s POV "I have to go," he said, and handed his glass to the nearest server and walked away.Zara stood there in the middle of that floor and watched him go, the champagne flute perfectly still in her hand, her back straight, her face composed…looking like a lost human who didn't know what she was looking for.I knew what to look for.I had worn that exact expression for two years.I turned away before she could catch me watching, set my tray down at the bar and kept my face blank.And yes…I had not forgotten what happened at the warehouse, the way she crouched in front of me, gripped my jaw and spat on my face.And I had not forgotten the sound of her heels hitting the concrete floor as she walked out beside him, hand in hand, while I burned.I hadn't forgotten a single thing.That evening I was crossing the hallway when I noticed the sitting room light on, and I stopped in the doorway because Luca was inside.He was in the armchair by the window, one leg crossed over the oth
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