Sometimes I wondered if pain was just my new normal. I stared at my reflection in Dominic’s mirror, fingers tracing the fading bruises on my cheek and throat. My body was healing, but my heart still felt like it was covered in scars.
Deep down, I knew Lacie’s attack wasn’t really Dominic’s plan. He was ruthless, but he didn’t need to send anyone to hurt me—he could do that all by himself. But if I hadn’t been his Luna, if I hadn’t gotten tangled in his mess, Lacie would never have touched me. I blamed him all the same.
What made me furious was the way he just… disappeared. He was always so possessive, always claiming I belonged to him, and then when I really needed him, he left me alone for days—no visits, no calls, nothing. Only silence. Only the ugly echo of what Lacie did to me.
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