Chapter 93 Ivy Shows Her Teeth

• Night had fallen with a silence so dense it seemed to have weight. Verona dropped me at the secondary entrance of the Salvatore mansion without another word. We both knew the secret we had just carried was a bomb with a lit fuse. Dante would smell the smoke. And I… my pulse still raced from Ethan’s voice resonating in my bones.
• I didn’t try to enter through the main door. I couldn’t face Dante yet. His hands from the night before still echoed on my skin… along with his prohibitions, his orders, his fears. And my freshly committed betrayal.
• I walked around the mansion, following a stone path lit only by antique lanterns. The Roman cold bit through my coat, but my mind was elsewhere: in the capsule, in the blue hologram, in that phrase whispered from a broken dream.