Chapter 140

• Lucia's POV
• Ryan’s blood soaked through my jacket and shirt as I half-carried, half-dragged him away from the mansion, his weight sagging heavier with every step we took into the rainy night, Claire’s laugh still echoing from those damn speakers like she’d won the whole game.
• My arm burned in the sling, the graze pulsing hot and sticky, but I ignored it because losing Ryan wasn’t an option, no way, not after everything we’d clawed through together.