Chapter 29: Stringed Souls

TW: Violence

There was irony in Alessandro’s statement…He told Amber that he trusted her after she broke his protocols, but with all that he could draw from her, he knew that she was reckless, nevertheless, honest in all that she did. Sure, she was defiant, but only when she knew better. He believed that she was an innocent soul.

“Amber, I was seventeen years old when I lost my father.” Alessandro said as he traced the sponge to cleanse her skin, “The image still haunts me. The worst part? I was right in front of him, and yet, I was helpless.” Amber thought of the time she felt the same way when she couldn't save her mother. “I was shackled to the ground…My hands were tied above my head with spiky handcuffs, one move, and I might as well have lost my hand. In front of my eyes, he stood on a high-rise platform with over fifteen men surrounding him.” Alessandro shuddered before he went forth with his words.

Amber’s skin was completely clear now, all the dirt was on the sponge. Alessa