ELENATRUTH, TEARS, AND TURMOIL.The room was small, cold, and far too quiet. They had not tied me up, but the door was locked, leaving me and a camera in the corner of the room, which gave off a soft red light that made me feel like someone was watching me.I sat on the bed with my legs tucked in and my arms wrapped around them. I glanced down and furrowed my brows at the floor, at the seams of the tiles, or anywhere, but at the camera.It was done. Game over. All that faking, all that pretending. For what? Revenge? A brother who was never coming back, no matter how many had to die to make that happen?I took my own hands away from my face shaking my head, “I was stupid, very stupid”The door lock released. My body tensed.The door flung open, and there he was.Luca.He wasn’t mad. He just appeared, tired. Like he’d been carrying around too much for too long and now he had one more weight anchoring him down.He closed the door behind him and leaned on it for a moment, looking at me.
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