POV: Adriana
Six months later…
For the first time in a long time, I woke up with a full heart. A warm, peaceful kind of happiness that made my chest feel light.
Six whole months of undisturbed peace. No attacks. No threats. No running.
Just… life.
Darius still handled his Mafia duties, of course, but even that had calmed down. I had also finished my internship at the House of Laurent four months ago. I still couldn’t believe I had actually survived it. Every challenge had stretched me, pushed me, and built me. And Gloriah—my mentor—had made sure I was recognized for every single piece I designed.
Since completing my internship, I had been working on my own clothing line. My own brand. My dream that once felt impossible.
Honestly, I had been stressed these past months. Busy. Tired.
