Chapter 7

• Luciana's POV:
• The past had its claws in me, dragging me back to that night—the one that left me standing on a cold sidewalk with nothing but a duffle bag and a hollow ache in my chest.
• Vanessa’s screams still rang in my ears, each word slicing deeper than the last. Her face twisted in fury, disgust dripping from her every syllable as she threw my things at my feet. The finality of the door slamming shut had been deafening.