The rain hadn’t stopped. It clung to the city like a curse, like the sky itself couldn’t bear what was about to happen next.
Noa stared at the glass window, the fogged-up word seared into his skull.
Mine.
It shouldn’t have rattled him this much, but his whole body wouldn’t stop trembling. His hands, his ribs, his throat everything shook like his bones had just remembered something his mind hadn’t caught up with yet.
His voice came out cracked. “Alessio.”
Alessio’s gun was still pointed at the hole in the floor, his jaw clenching so hard it looked like his teeth might break.
Noa stepped closer, the storm pounding in his chest. “Alessio, what did he mean? About what’s still inside me.”
Alessio didn’t look at him. “He’s a liar.”
“You know that’s not true.” Noa’s pulse spiked. “You kno
