Allison's POV
I stood in the center of the bedroom, feeling hollow and lost. Lucian hadn't returned after leaving to answer Heidi's call. Now it was just me and my wounded pride, standing here in his clothes, surrounded by his scent—everything painfully familiar yet no longer mine.
I couldn't stay here another minute.
*We should go,* Jasmine whispered, her voice carrying a pain I'd never heard before. *This isn't our territory anymore.*
With trembling fingers, I pulled out my phone and called Bella.
"Alison! Oh my God, are you okay?" Bella's worried voice came through like a soothing balm. "I just got your text about the realtor being sketchy!"
"I... I need you to come get me," I struggled to keep my voice steady. "I'm at the Storm mansion."
A brief silence filled th
