between heaven and hell

Fifteen days after the kidnapping…..

Giulia Costello

The strong hand holds the left wrist without hesitating forcing my steps down the corridor, I went down the right hand to the belly wanting to protect the little being from all the hatred and pain caused by my choices.

I breathed a little relieved as I passed through the library door losing hope at the same moment I met his dark eyes shot with fury the click of the door lock made all my hair stand on end.

I wanted to say something, anything, but being prevented by the lump in my throat, realized that I was never wrong to choose my brothers.

In front of the slow steps, I took a step backward, falling on my ass to the ground, letting out a murmur of pain, ignored by the father of my son. When I was close enough I lowered my head waiting.

I looked up to meet his hard at the same time wounded as if he was disappointed, I turned a little more and realized that he had pushed aside the big armchair revealing a small wooden door with a lock