Five Years of Fiction — Episode 6

a napkin did he pick up the toast and took a slow bite. I'm done. Where are you going so Downtown. School paperwork. Perfect. Luca and I are heading out too. It's raining. Let him give you a ride i was about to refuse when uncle vincent frowned let luca drive you a morelli daughter doesn't need to hail a cab in the rain i had no choice but to grab my bag and head to

the garage first i was going to the british visa center if luca found out he might get suspicious then again what could he do the ticket was booked the school was ready and someone would meet me in london he couldn't stop me a few minutes later luca and sophia got into the car one after Sophia didn't take the passenger seat. Instead, she slid into the back beside me.

The car rolled out of the estate, and rain struck the windows in a dense, gray curtain. Sophia leaned closer and spoke in a voice only the two of us could hear. I know you don't like me. I turned to look at her. Her smile stayed in place, but her eyes cooled.

I also know you and Luca aren't just siblings. My fingers tightened. She watched my reaction with satisfaction. faction. But you two will never end well. You're Grace's daughter. He's the Moretti heir. If your secret gets out, all of Chicago will laugh. I said nothing. Sophia took her phone from her