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THE SCARRED MAN'S VISIT

Author: EvieOA
last update Last Updated: 2025-11-24 01:55:32

AVELINA'S POV

The room is still and quiet, too quiet as the only sound that can be heard is the sound of my heartbeat.

I open my eyes to see Allessandro standing by the window with his back turned to me and his hand in his hair as though trying to pull out thoughts from his skull. I watch him in silence, looking at his shoulders as they tremble visibly.

He thinks I am asleep, but I am not. I vividly remember flashes from the day I was shot, blood on my face, my body hitting the gravel and the cold air passing through my lungs. But what struck out was the man who pulled the trigger.

Something heavy. Something I didn’t notice until the moment just before darkness took me.

Trying to get his attention, I cleared my throat... "Allessandro..."

He rushes towards me in quick strides, his eyes filled with concern like he had been waiting for me to wake up.

“You’re awake,” he says, handing me a glass of water. “Do you need pain medication? Food? Do you feel—”

“Alessandro.” My voice is thin but
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