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Nothing in here excites me anymore. It’s all boring and empty somehow. Something’s missing, and I know what it is.

It’s Aurora, and her beautiful smile.

Where the hell is she?

I wait and wait, but she doesn’t show up. Why hasn’t she at least given me her number? Or taken mine?

Fuck! I want to slam my fist against the wall, but that’s not going to help me now. It’s too late for regrets. I can only hope that Aurora will show up, because if she doesn’t, I’ll search the whole world for her.

If anyone has hurt her, I’m going to bury them. They’ll regret the day they were born.

But maybe I shouldn’t always expect the worst. My world isn’t like Aurora’s. An enemy isn’t waiting for her at every corner. She’s probably just studying for an exam or something, like normal people do. Or she caught a cold. Or her parents needed her to do something for them. There are so many things that can spring up.

I take a deep breath and release it, but the tension doesn’t leave my shoulders. Finally, I leave the club, pretending I just haven’t found anyone interesting.

Aurora and I should stop meeting there. Someone might figure out I spend a lot of time with her and assume they can use her against me.

But I’m not in love with her. I’m not capable of that. I’m just...

I don’t know what I am, and it’s the weirdest thing ever.

All I know is that I need to see Aurora again.

CHAPTER13

Aurora

When I risk askingmy father to let me out of my room, he hits me again. My room seems smaller than ever, and I can’t stop thinking about Luca.

I told him I’d come, and then I didn’t show up. But there’s nothing I can do about that. Maybe he’s already moved on to someone else. Maybe he thinks I was just toying with him.

I hope he’s not looking for me, even though that would secretly make me very happy. I want him to care about me, but I don’t want him to get hurt because of it.

I haven’t seen Julia either. The door to my room is only briefly unlocked so I can have some food, and it’s never a friendly face. Most of the staff is afraid to even look at me, let alone try to talk to me.

No one wants to anger my father, especially because they know how he feels about me right now. If I want to drink some water, I have to get it from my bathroom.

Tears prickle the corners of my eyes as I lean through the open window. I could jump out, but it’s pretty high, and I would probably get seriously hurt. Maybe even killed.

I stare at the bushes under my window. Maybe if I’m dead, this torture will be over.

But I don’t want to die. Maybe I’m a coward, or I’m just delusional, but I need to see Luca again. I need to tell him goodbye.

If I don’t, I’ll never be at peace.

I turn away from the window with a sigh.

* * *

The door clicksopen and my mother pokes her head inside. “I hope you have learned your lesson,” she says, and then just leaves.

I stare at the door that’s cracked open.

Freedom—if I can call it that. Finally!

My heart thuds loudly in my chest as I inch closer to the door. I want to run to find Julia, but I have to be very careful. If I get locked up in my room again because my parents think I don’t behave ladylike enough, I’ll never see Luca again.

So I stroll out into the hallway, pretending like my heart isn’t about to jump out of my chest. Who knows where Julia is? It’s close to the time when we usually meet in the storage room, but I don’t know if she’s busy or if she thinks I’m still locked up.

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