I am so f*****g stupid.
I should have turned around when I had the chance, but seeing Dutch with Alanna changed the reason I was here. I came here for answers regarding Misha, but now I’m left with questions about Dutch and why he looked moments away from kissing Alanna.
I was so engrossed in watching him play piano and what seemed like him being inspired by Alanna that I didn’t notice a man sneak up behind me before he pressed his gun to my temple and ordered me inside. The moment he led me into the room, I wished he shot me because that would be less painful than watching the man you love with another woman—the woman who ruined your life.
“Luna—”
But it’s too late. I saw it, and it’s something I will never forget, regardless of how many treatments of electric shock therapy Alanna giv
