Chapter 38: Luca's Spiral
***** ISABELLE'S POV*****
The rain hadn't stopped for three days. It clung to the windows of the safehouse like a warning, soft but relentless. I stood in front of the pane, my fingers lightly tracing the trail of a drop sliding down. Each drop felt like a countdown.
The room behind me was quiet, save for the occasional creak of old wood. I had returned to the same place where I and Dante once thought we could be safe, the place where we had believed—naively—that the war was just something outside the door.
Now, that illusion was shattered.
Since uncovering my father’s hidden will, I hadn’t spoken to Dante. Not about the will. Not about the fact that he had every legal right to the empire Victor and Luca were trying to kill him for. I had made copies of the d
