•AURORA’S POV•

The hours dragged on in the dim room, where silence became my only company. My wrists were raw from the ropes used in tying me up.

Austin.Fanstama

The name echoed in my mind, alongside the face I thought I knew. It had been hours since he’d revealed himself as Fantasma, the ghost who had orchestrated everything. My kidnapping. The chaos. The pain Matteo and I had endured.

I thought I knew betrayal, but this? This was something else entirely. Like he was fucking beside us the whole time watching us make a fool of ourselves from the beginning.

The creak of the door pulled me from my thoughts,...