Her father owed the Moretti family more than money. Now Elena is the collateral — and Dante Moretti, the cold heir who never wanted her there, keeps looking at her like she is the only debt he intends to collect himself.
The letter arrived on a Tuesday, which felt wrong. Life-ending news should have the decency to come on a night with weather.
Everyone in the neighborhood knew you didn't borrow from the Morettis. Her father had done it anyway — quietly, desperately, for reasons he still wouldn't say out loud.
The Moretti house glowed like a lit cathedral at the top of the hill, every window burning gold against the dark.