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~Lisa's POV
I froze when I realized how close Luca and I were. My hands shot forward, pushing him away from me as fast as I could. My chest tightened, my breath uneven. I opened my mouth to explain, but before I could get a single word out, Belinda's scoff cut through the air like a knife.
Belinda stepped forward, her eyes shining with triumph. Her lips curled into a smirk that made my stomach twist. "Well, well, well… Lisa," she said slowly, dragging out my name like it was poison on her tongue. "What the fuck is going on here?"
I stammered, "It's not what it looks like…"
"Not what it looks like?" she snapped, her voice rising. She pointed at Luca with disgust. "You're standing here, in this position, with a guard. A useless guard! And you expect me to believe this is nothing? Please, Lisa. You might fool others, but not me."
"Luna Belinda, stop," I whispered, my throat tight, but she didn't let me breathe.
