“Get out of Andrew’s office.” I blinked. “I think you’ve misunderstood—” “Stop pretending, Serena.” Her voice dropped, cold and sharp. “You think you can come back and take him from me?” “…Serena?” She laughed. “Manhattan. The necklace. Knowing his birthday—do you really think I’m that stupid?” “You’re making a mistake,” I said calmly. “I’m not who you think I am.” “Liar!” Her fingers twisted into my hair before I could react. Pain shot through my scalp. “Andrew loved you for years!” she screamed. “You rejected him—and now you show up here?” “I said I’m not—” Smack. My head snapped to the side. “You think I’ll let you take my place?” she hissed. “I am the future Luna.” “Then prove it!” she snapped, snatching my phone. “Go on!” I went still. Then slowly, I looked at her. “You’re right about one thing,” I said quietly. She smirked. I smiled. “But you’ve misunderstood the worst possible person.” Her expression flickered. I didn’t explain. Because when she finds out who I really am— She’ll realize exactly what she’s done.