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You don’t have to speak to me again. But Luca needs you.

Isla's POV

I stumbled out of the alley, the cold, gritty pavement a brutal shock against my bare feet. My body was a mass of aches and bruises, but the emotional wounds were what truly crippled me. I clutched the heavy, expensive leather of Angelo’s jacket to me, holding the torn fabric of my d...