- Aria
The house felt wrong after he left.
Like the walls were holding their breath, waiting for something ugly to finish happening.
I stood in the hallway for a long time, staring at the front door like it might turn around and apologize on his behalf.
He rushed out again at night. All for Ivy.
I pressed my fingers to my stomach, the nausea rolling in slow and mean, like seasickness. Just that low, constant churn that made everything taste like metal.
People liked to call Luca 'devoted.' He was the guy everyone pointed to as faithful and responsible—the kind of man who actually showed up when things got hard.
Except somehow, in my life, those same traits turned him into the most unfaithful person I knew.
In his mind, there was no conflict. He could be devoted to
