I decided to speak up.
“Nathan,” I warned, but he wasn’t listening. He never did when he was like this.
Luca stepped closer. “You’ve got something to say, say it.”
Nathan laughed. “Oh, I do. But I’m not sure she should hear it.”
He glanced at me, and it wasn’t anger I saw in his eyes. It was something more dangerous.
“I’m not leaving,” I said quietly.
Luca turned to me, his voice clipped. “You don’t have to listen to this.”
“She should,” Nathan hissed. “She needs to.”
“You don’t get to decide that,” Luca snapped.
“And you do?”
“Stop it,” I said, but even as I did, I didn’t rise. I didn’t move. My voice lacked weight.
Because something in me wanted this to unfold. Something in me wanted to see. There were both hiding something. I wanted to find out.
“You act like you’re some si
