Chapter 47:

Kira’s POV:

My chest ached, but I smiled anyway.

I had no idea why I expected anything different. Of course Dante’s father would greet his son and act like I didn’t exist. The man barely glanced my way, even as I stood there beside his son. I could feel the stiffness of my spine as I smiled through it—like I wasn’t entirely invisible.

We moved on, Dante pressing a kiss to the side of my temple, hi