ALINA There are battles, and then there are wars. The battles wrecked havoc on you, but the wars? They broke you into pieces, ruined you, then blew you into the wind like ash. I was broken, but the ashes of me were yet to be blown away. I sat in the car, with Lorenzo in the front seat, waiting for Luca to finish with Alberto and return to me. We needed to get home to Maya and Leo. The thought of them, the safety of their laughter, felt like the only solid ground I had left under me, when everything was falling apart. Mother was having an affair with Matteo, both my uncles were most probably dead, and I'd shot Enzo in the head. My hands shook every time I remembered the blood blasting from his head. But I couldn’t stop thinking about the words that had slipped out of my mouth without warning. I love you. Three small words, but they ran through me, leaving me restless, breathless, unable to sit still. I pressed my hand to my lips as though I could still feel the we
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