I blink.
Those butterflies aren’t real… are they?
They’re supposed to be in my stomach. But now they’re on his skin, and they’re wreaking havoc either way.
I knew Sebastian had tattoos. But butterflies? That doesn’t suit him at all.
My gaze keeps going upward and settles on a face.
My mouth falls open.
A rush of heat floods through me. My pulse kicks hard.
Someone must have spiked the champagne last night. I’m hallucinating.
I shut my mouth. Open it again. I want to say something, but I’m afraid the wrong name will come out.
My vision narrows. My knees go weak.
Darkness comes too fast to stop it.
And everything goes black.
Chapter Forty
Luca
Isa’s brown eyes land on my face.
I hold my breath.
This isn’t how I imagined our reunion. Not even close.
She doesn’t blink. Doesn’t move. It’s like her brain is trying to verify what her eyes are telling her. Like she’s running internal diagnostics.
Then her gaze locks with mine, and I see it. A full-system override.
Shock. Disbelief. Hope that burns so raw it looks like pain.
The emotions hit her in sequence, almost too fast to track.
Her lips part. It’s like I can feel the stutter in her pulse from here.
She takes a step forward, her body moving toward me before her mind can process what that means.
Then her expression shatters.
Her eyes glaze, her brows pull tight, and her mouth trembles.
She sways, unsteady, and I know what’s coming.
The shift is subtle at first. A flicker in her balance. Muscles failing to recalibrate.
A second later, her knees buckle, and I move.
Fast.
I’m across the room before her body hits the floor.