CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Luca’s POV
The moment the words left my mouth, the temperature in the car dropped.
Juliette didn’t move, didn’t blink, but I could see the tension in her body, the way her fingers dug into the seat like she was bracing for impact.
I kept my eyes on the road, gripping the wheel tighter. I knew this moment was coming—I’d prepared for it. But nothing about this felt controlled. It felt like a goddamn hurricane was about to rip through everything.
Her voice was quiet, but sharp as a knife. “And you weren’t going to tell me?”
“No,” I admitted.
She let out a breath, something between a laugh and a scoff. “Of course not. Why would you? It’s not like my entire life has been a mystery to me. Not like I’ve been waking up in cold sweats, wondering what the hell I’m running f
