chapter 91

Kiara's POV

Work was unusually quiet, except for the faint tapping of fingers against keyboards and the low hum of conversation in the background. I leaned back in my chair, my phone nestled in my hand as I fired off another text.

Me: I forgot to tell you about Lola.

Lucian's response was almost immediate.

Lucian: Dead Lola?

I frowned. His bluntness was grating, but I couldn't deny the accuracy.

Me: Yes, dead Lola. There's something weird about her situation.

Lucian: Define weird.

I hesitated, glancing around the office. No one was paying me any attention. Safe.

Me: She experienced things I did in my past life. The nudes. The manager pouring drinks on her back. All of it.

I watched the little dots blink on the screen as Lucian typed.

Lucian: Coincidence.

I rolled my eyes, resisting the urge to throw my phone. Coincidence? I wasn't buying that.