CHAPTER 22:When Silence Hurts Louder

ISABELLA

Don’t cry, Isa.

Not in front of her.

Not in front of him.

You’ve already given them too much.

Their lips finally parted, the kiss broken with a soft, slick sound that made bile rise in my throat. Valentina turned to me slowly, eyes gleaming like polished obsidian, a smirk painted on he...

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