Lia’s pov

As soon as Elena entered, Lia sensed the change in the atmosphere. The coziness of their home—her home—seemed sullied by the existence of a woman who had almost ruined it all. She closed the door after them, the lock engaging with a disconcerting finality. Elena surveyed her surroundings, her face inscrutable. Lia precisely understood what she was contemplating. It’s changed now. All things were. Great. Luca shifted a bit on the couch, remaining soundly asleep under the ...