Chapter 11 The Size Isn't Right

Sophia's POV

The air in the basement was still thick with the faint scent of gunpowder and blood.

I leaned against the icy wall, Luca's heavy breath still lingering on my lips. My heart hammered, threatening to burst from my chest.

Luca's arm was bleeding, soaking a large patch of his black shir...

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