Chapter 88:

Kira’s POV:

I bit my lip and looked away, my gaze drifting to the edge of the window where the light was slipping out of the sky. The room had grown darker without me realizing it, shadows bleeding across the hardwood floor, swallowing the warmth that had once lived in this home.

Did Dante know this? Did he know Nadia—my biological mother—had overdosed? Did he know all of it? The picture, the time