Elizabeth POV
Elizabeth bit her nails in the passenger seat while Matteo drove. The drive seemed to go on for hours—couldn’t he drive faster? Images of poor little Sophia flashed through her mind. Her pale skin, flushed cheeks, her eyebrows furrowed as her body fought whatever virus or bacteria was causing her illness.
“Can’t you drive faster?” She asked, desperation in her voice. Matteo didn’t respond, but she could feel his eyes burning holes in her skin.
“Who’s with her now? Have you heard from them? How is she?” She rambled. Matteo opened his mouth to answer when, suddenly, his phone—that was connected to the car—started ringing.
Vittoria popped up on the screen, but Matteo quickly pressed the decline button. Seconds later, it happened again—after about five times, Matteo cursed in
