Chapter 17 Hidden Codes

• Luna's pov
• As soon as I woke up the next morning, I didn’t wait for Dante to come and wake me up. My body was still tense from the night before, and my mind was racing with the implications of what I had uncovered. I hurriedly took a bath, the warm water doing little to ease the knot in my stomach. Every thought felt heavy—dangerous. But I couldn’t ignore what I had found.
• I made my way to the dining room, barely managing to eat a few bites of food. The taste was bland, nothing more than fuel for my purpose. I wasn’t there for sustenance—I was there for answers. After I finished, I barely gave anyone a glance before rushing to the painting room. It wasn’t the art that called me, no. It was the need to uncover more of Dante’s hidden world, the one he kept veiled behind every brushstroke, every carefully constructed masterpiece.