Diana's POVAfter my call with Ciara ended, I tried to take a nap. But I couldn’t.

My thoughts were scattered—everywhere all at once—buzzing in my head like static I couldn’t shut off. I couldn’t stop thinking about Rafael … and the devastating news he had shared.

The deaths. The company. The timing.

Could it be Victoria’s doing? I asked myself for the tenth time.

Everything felt too perfect … too calculated.

But how could she have pulled it off so quickly?

I had been at her ...