**Lorenzo's POV**
After Sofia finished my shoulder, I thanked them both and quickly left. Being in the room any longer than I had to would have made me rethink my decision, and I couldn't let that happen. Phoebe shined with her own light, and if I brought her into my dark world, I would surely snuff her out. She has a good heart that I would consume, and ruin. She deserved more than a life of danger that I had to offer. She deserved someone safe, and I was the polar opposite.
When I got home, I called Nicolo to tell him how everything went. The phone rang and on the third ring he answered. "Ciao fratello. E fatta." (Hello, brother. It is done.) I said in aggravation.
"Buono. Alcun problema?" (Good. Any problems?)
I sighed deep and tried to move my shoulder, but it was very uncomfort
