GIULIA
They warned me no one survives the love of a scarred prince.
I touched him anyway.
And now I’m dead—just like they said I’d be.
My life changed the day I turned four.
Everything I knew—ripped away. My family, torn apart. My mother and sister, gone.
As if death had singled me out.
For years, I believed I was alone.
Then I saw him again—
a boy I once knew and never forgot.
He’s all muscle and perfection now—body of a god, a face that could stop traffic. But the scar and those blue eyes? I’d know them in the dark.
