Chapter 103

Nora POV

I sit on the edge of Lucy's bed long after she falls back asleep, her small hand still curled around mine. The room is dark except for the faint glow of the nightlight shaped like a crescent moon. I stare at it, thinking about how everything I thought I could control is slipping through my fingers.

My husband pulled a gun on me and my ex husband yesterday. My daughter was threatened at her school during recess. The freaking mafia are after me for a ledger I had no idea about. My life, the one I rebuilt brick by careful brick, feels like it's made of sand.

I kiss her forehead, careful not to wake her again, and slip out of the room. The hallway is quiet. Vincent is in the guest room tonight, and that's perfect honestly. I really don't want to see his face right now, don't want to hear another apology that won't fix anything. I go to my st