Ava's POV
Before Victor could say another word, I bolted for the door.
“Where are you going?” he snapped behind me.
“None of your damn business!” I shot back, my voice sharp and raw.
My hand was already on the handle when his words cut through me like ice.
“Grandma’s still recovering. Do you want to give her a relapse?”
I froze. My fingers tightened around the handle… then slowly, painfully, they loosened.
Three people… Only three people in this world had ever truly cared about me, and Luna Clara was one of them.
The thought alone was enough to force the fire in me to falter.
I couldn’t lose her. I wouldn’t. Victor always knew exactly where to strike.
Not where it hurt the most, but where it would stop me.
My hand dropped to my side.
Silence settled, thick and suffocating.
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