Fernando scoffs, leaning against the table. “What is going on, Dominic Changretta? I know you and I know what you are capable of doing. What exactly are you planning now? Tell me” I let out another sigh, what the heck is even going on? I have a lot going on in my head and I hate to be distracted.
DOMINIC’s POV. She lost her voice again and it is because of me. Staring down at her on the bed looking helpless makes me so angry, so angry that I want to punch the wall and make myself bleed. It’s all my fault, I understand that but why couldn’t she resist it? Why did she have to be so emotional
“Finally” the lady says as she comes to sit beside me, “how do you feel now, dear?” I open my mouth but no words come out, no sign of anything at all. My heart skips a beat. What the heck is going on? Why can’t I talk now? “You damaged your voice box!” She announces and my whole world comes to a f
GREECE’s POV. It feels like my heart has stopped and everything somehow makes no sense anymore. The more I look at him, the more I feel like I want to throw up. He is talking to Marietta and he is calling her child his child. I thought we were married, I thought he believed me, I thought he was min
“What’s going on?” His voice resonates in the entire room as his gaze settles on me again, “are you okay?” His voice rings in my head and I nod. Part of me does not want him to worry about me too much and I am glad when his gaze softens but hardens again the moment he turns his gaze to Josefina who
GREECE’s POV. As soon as I step into the room, I see Josefina lying on the bed. She doesn’t look like she is being tortured or something like that. She looks okay and well taken care of which makes me wonder if she was actually being tortured or something. The moment she sees me, her eyes immedi