LUKE POV

The words blurred as my vision swam, the ache in my chest deepening into something unbearable. I read it over and over again, processing the words that felt impossible.

She loved me?

She loved me and not Ezekiel.

All this time….and I was too blind to see it, or maybe she was just that good at hiding it.

The weight of Seraphina’s words weighed heavy on my shoulders, and there was one part that confused me.

My father. He was the one who had taken her in after her ...