Luca's POV:
"She hurt me! She took a knife and cut me! All I wanted was to talk! She wouldn't listen!"
"I didn't do it! She's the one who hurt herself!"
"Why would I do that?! I'm not crazy! You're the one who's crazy! You crazy b***h! You wanted to kill me! Luca, she tied to kill me!"
My head was on the verge of exploding. And the sight before me wasn't helping at all.
Blood. There was so much blood. On the floor, on the walls, and my goodness, on the ceiling too?!
Miranda held a knife. Luna pinned her hands above her head, her shirt and pants soaked with blood. They both looked like they had wrestled with each other before I came in. From what I was seeing, it was clear who the culprit was.
"What are you doing?"
Miranda shoved Luna off her. Her eyes were wide and dark, a smear
