Miranda's POV:
The sounds of gunshots masked the screams of dying men. The sight alone was enough to make me throw up Kali's delicious cookies. Blood and brain matter sprayed on the ground. Six men were bound and forced to kneel, while a woman that looked exactly like me shot them execution-style. I swallowed and turned away from the screen.
"We've established that it isn't me." I said firmly, meeting Luca's dark gaze. "Why are you showing me this again?"
"Thing have changed." He said simply, offering no further explanation.
I wondered if the "things" he was referring to was the kiss we shared. But judging by his expression, and the fact that his fiancée was somewhere in this house right now, plus a girl that claim I kidnapped her, I highly doubted it was about the kiss.
"If you thin
