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The Video

Penulis: Morayo's ink
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-11-19 17:38:17

Luca's POV

I can't stop staring at the phone. The screen has gone dark, but I can still see the video title burned into my retinas. "The Night Matteo Died - FULL FOOTAGE."

Damian left an hour ago. He told me fragments, pieces of what he saw in the video, but he couldn't finish. His voice broke, his hands shook, and for the first time since I've known him, Damian Moretti looked truly afraid. That scares me more than anything else.

I pick up the phone with trembling fingers. The email is still there, waiting. Anonymous sender. Encrypted. Professional. Whoever sent this wanted to make sure I'd see it. That I'd watch it. My thumb hovers over the play button.

Do I want to know? Do I want to see my brother's last moments? The trauma of that knowledge will never leave me. It will poison everything, color every memory, haunt every dream.

But not knowing is worse. Not knowing means living with questions, with doubt, with the terrible possibility that Damian has been lying to me all along.

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