Pure Bliss

ALINA

"Dante will be fine. He won't die. He will be perfectly fine"

I paced to and fro, wandering aimlessly around the hospital's corridor whilst repeating those words to myself in assurance that Dante would be fine.

If I didn't say those words to myself repeatedly, I would not be able to breathe. Reminding myself of the hope of Dante being fine aided me in my breathing and reduced my erratic heart beat.

It has been more than ten hours since we left Nikolia's home.

I was worried as hell on the questions we would recieve in the hospital concerning Dante's gun wounds but Enzo told me that the Morelli's had private hospitals ran by mafia capos scattered all around the globe so nobody would interrogate us and we wouldn't have any legal records of whatever we did.

It calmed me down a little but still, my fear soared to immeasurable heights on getting to the hospital.

Dante had been in the Intensive care unit for so long and anxiety was eating me away slowly.

The doctors won't let me s