Chapter 127
Estela POV
There's a chill in the air tonight. The kind that clings to your spine and tells you something's about to snap.
The streets are quieter than usual. The chaos is simmering below the surface, but out here? Castellano looks like a city on its best behavior. No bar fights. No loud music. No screaming matches in the alleys. Everyone's playing model citizen.
We all know why.
The Castellano civil war has officially begun.
The factions are splitting. The alliances are forming. And no one—absolutely no one—wants to be caught in the crossfire.
Those with families have already shipped their kids out of the city. "Studying abroad." "Visiting cousins." Everyone's making escape plans, smiling like it's nothing while packing go-bags in the closet.
I hate that I like it.
Because with my job at the club? This is the most peaceful work has ever been.
