LOGINChapter One Hundred ElevenElena POVThe next morning the air felt too still, like the world was waiting for something to break. The restaurant site was quieter than usual. Some workers had not returned after the chaos. I could not blame them. Fear had a smell, and it still lingered in the air like smoke.I arrived early, carrying the new ledger and receipts folder. Every step inside made me more determined. The broken wall was almost fixed, the kitchen lights flickered to life again, and a small part of me dared to believe we might still finish on time.Brian showed up with breakfast and a small smile. You really do not rest, do you?I smiled faintly. Rest is expensive.He chuckled and placed the food beside me. For someone who has gone through hell, you still look like you are fighting for heaven.I looked at him. You talk too much, Brian.He grinned, and for a second, I forgot about everything else.By afternoon, deliveries started coming in again. Paints. Lights. Furniture. The pl
Chapter One Hundred TenElena POVMorning came too quickly. I had barely slept. Every time I closed my eyes I saw the wall collapsing again, dust flying, Sophia’s smile, Lucas’s warning, Valerio’s silence. My body was tired but my mind refused to rest.I got out of bed quietly and washed my face. The mirror showed someone older than the girl who used to worry only about school and exams. I tied my hair back and dressed in simple clothes. Work clothes. Armor.When I stepped into the living room Sandra was already awake, sitting on the couch with her knees pulled to her chest. Brian stood by the window talking softly on the phone. He ended the call the moment he saw me.You should not go back today Sandra said immediately.I poured water into a glass and drank slowly. I have to.Brian frowned. The police report is not done yet. Sophia is dangerous. Her family is dangerous.So am I now I said quietly.They both looked at me.I set the glass down. If I stop every time they scare me, they
Chapter One Hundred NineSandra POVThe night did not feel like night anymore. It felt like a held breath. The street slowly emptied but the tension stayed glued to my skin. Elena stood in front of the broken wall like she was carved there, eyes distant, shoulders straight, refusing to fold.Brian stayed close to her. Too close. Protective without touching. It did something strange to my chest.I pulled Elena into a hug before she could stop me. She smelled like dust and paint and stubborn hope.You scared me I whispered.She hugged back just as hard. I am tired of being scared she said softly.Brian cleared his throat. We should get her home.Home. The word sounded fragile.We drove in silence. Elena sat in the front staring out the window. Brian drove like every shadow was an enemy. I watched them both and felt like I was sitting between two storms that refused to collide.At the apartment Elena finally spoke. I will sleep then go back early. There is too much to fix.I grabbed her
Chapter One Hundred Eight Elena POV The sirens grew louder until they swallowed the street. Red and blue lights bounced off broken glass and fresh paint. Workers stood in clusters whispering. Someone pulled Sophia away while she screamed my name like it was a curse.Chapter One Hundred EightElena POVThe sirens grew louder until they swallowed the street. Red and blue lights bounced off broken glass and fresh paint. Workers stood in clusters whispering. Someone pulled Sophia away while she screamed my name like it was a curse.I did not move.Brian stayed close his hand hovering near my arm without touching. Sandra stood on my other side shaking.Police tape went up fast. Questions flew everywhere. I answered none of them. My eyes stayed on the cracked wall of the restaurant. The place I poured my heart into. The place that was almost ready. Almost safe.A black convoy rolled in like nightfall.Every sound dipped.Every head turned.Valerio stepped out of the car slow and controlle
Chapter One Hundred SevenElena POVMorning came softly through the tall windows. Pale light slid across the floor and rested on my face like a careful hand. I did not sleep much. Every time I closed my eyes I saw faces. Sophia smiling. Lucas watching. Valerio standing in shadows making promises that felt sharp.I sat up slowly and breathed through the ache in my body. The nurse helped me dress. Simple clothes. Flat shoes. No jewelry. I looked like myself again and that felt strange.When I stepped outside the house the air was cool and calm. Too calm. The driver opened the door and I got in without a word. As the car moved I watched the city wake up. Shops opening. People laughing. Life going on like nothing had happened.At the restaurant site workers were already moving. The sound of tools filled the space. The smell of fresh paint and wood wrapped around me. I stepped out of the car and for a moment everyone froze.Then Brian smiled.You look better he said gently.I nodded. I am
Chapter One Hundred SixElena POVMy heart hammered as his words settled inside me. Trust me. It sounded simple when he said it but nothing about my life had been simple for a long time.I folded my arms around myself. You are asking me to be bait.He did not deny it. I am asking you to be brave one more time.I laughed softly but there was no humor in it. Brave is just another word people use when they want you to suffer quietly.His jaw tightened. I will not let you suffer.You already have I whispered.The silence between us grew thick. He did not argue. That scared me more than any lie.I turned away and walked to the couch sitting slowly. My legs felt weak again. If I say no what happens.He answered without hesitation. Then I lock this house down and fight a shadow war until someone bleeds. More people get hurt. More time passes. And they will still come for you eventually.I closed my eyes. I hated that he was right.What do I have to do I asked quietly.Valerio exhaled like he







