NOVALIE’S POV
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We head outside , passing his parents but I don’t look at them .
I purposely look at everything around me , the sky , grass , paving , rocks , even at Luca while I ignore them .
I could feel their eyes bore into me , but I owe them nothing . They can’t be trusted nor liked .
What kind of monsters keeps a child from their parents ?
“Novalie .” Luca calls out to me in a whisper . I look up at him , putting on my best smile , “Yeah ?” My eyebrows raise and I have never felt this fake .
“My parents are waiting for you to greet them .” He whispers , making me stop walking and I stare at him agape .
“Then they are going to sit there and die because it’s not going to happen .” I widen my smile and his eyes flick past me , looking at them with an apologetic look .
“Why ca
