Chapter 8

  The door clicked open.

  Sofia stepped in—and froze.

  Everything stopped.

  Her eyes locked onto Luca.

  And then… the diary in his hand.

  Her diary.

  The color drained from her face instantly. Her breath hitched, chest tightening as panic surged through her veins.

  "No…" she whispered.

  Luca...

Login and Continue Reading