Chapter 5: Shattered Secrets.

Violet Virgilson.

The apartment was quiet now, or at least it tried to be. The kind of quiet that presses down on you, heavy, expectant, like the air itself was waiting for disaster to strike. And after yesterday, after Vincent’s blood on my hands and Marco’s threats still echoing in my mind, nothing felt safe. Not the apartment. Not the streets. Not even the air I breathed when I thought I could pretend danger didn’t exist. Even the faint hum of the ...