DeliaThe room was tiny. I sat on the floor, my hands tied to a pipe, listening to the muffled sounds of shouting from the main room. I had heard Leandro’s voice. My heart had nearly stopped.He came. He actually came.I felt like a monster. He was out there, walking into a trap, all because of me. Because I couldn't just stay away. Because I was his weakness."Please," I whispered to the dark. "Please, Leandro, just kill them. Don't let them break you."Suddenly, I heard a faint clink from the small ventilation grate near the ceiling. I froze. A second later, the grate was pushed out, hitting the floor with a dull thud. A pair of boots appeared, followed by a familiar face."Matteo?" I gasped."Shh," Matteo hissed, dropping into the room with the grace of a cat. He looked like a shadow, dressed in all black. He rushed over to me, pulling a knife from his belt and slicing through the ropes on my wrists."Where is he?" I asked, my voice trembling. "I heard him talking. Sebastian a
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