The Second Choice Never Stayed
I felt only distance.
I stepped forward and caught Julian’s wrist. His knuckles were bloody, his breathing harsh, but when he turned to me, the violence in his eyes began to recede.
“Enough,” I said.
Julian looked at me for a long second, then released Luca’s collar.
Someone had called security, and the side entrance had fallen into chaos. I did not look down again. I took Julian’s hand and walked away.
Behind us, Luca’s voice broke. “Bella, you can’t leave with him.”