Antonio
I stalked inside the bedroom, unable to look at her any longer after what she just said to me. My rage knew no bounds at that moment. I was so fûcking furious but I didn’t know at whom. It wasn’t her, that much I knew. It was definitely me though. Fûck. f**k. Fûck.
The look in her eyes... I wish I could forget it. It unsettled something deep inside me. It made me insane to even think about what she said. What she must’ve gone through.
There was a time in the past when I had kîlled and tortûred men for just looking at my sister wrong. And then I had protected Giana, kept her safe by any means possible. But knowing, and now having an understanding of what happened to Erica, it was making my blood run hot and cold.
A part of me wondered if it’d have been better to not have known a
