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Chapter 93: Unbroken

Author: Annie
last update Last Updated: 2025-11-05 18:30:09

Rico was nowhere to be found and honestly, I didn’t care.

The house felt emptier than it had in a long time. The walls echoed every sound...the ticking of the clock, the faint rustle of the curtains, the whisper of my pacing footsteps as I moved back and forth, over and over again. I had been doing it for hours…pacing, waiting, hoping.

I kept glancing toward the window, toward the gate outside, listening for the sound of an engine, the clatter of metal, something…anything that would tell me Valerio was back. But nothing came.

Just silence.

That cruel, heavy silence that eats at your heart until there’s nothing left but dread.

I pressed my palms together and closed my eyes. I wasn’t someone who prayed often, but I did then. I begged God… begged whatever force was listening not to take him from me. Not like this. Not when I had finally realized how much I loved him.

“Please,” I whispered into the empty room, my voice trembling. “Please don’t take him from me. Not now. Not when I haven
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