Chapter 51. The Photographs

Adeline's POV

I stormed into my bedroom, my face flushed with anger. I was fuming. The argument downstairs still rang in my ears and every word Luciano had said echoing over and over like a relentless drumbeat.

I slammed the door shut behind me, leaning back against it for a moment, trying to catch my breath. My chest rose and fell rapidly, my emotions churning like a storm inside me.

“Why does he think he can control my life?”

I muttered to myself, running a hand through my hair. My hands were trembling, not just from anger but from the overwhelming sense of suffocation. I felt caged, like a bird with clipped wings.

I did not want to live such a life following someone’s orders. I was so fucking mad and was losing my mind. How could he do that? How could he scold me like that in front of anyone when It was not even my fault.

I pushed off the door and crossed the room, flopping onto my bed. My fingers gripped the pillow tightly as I sta