ANTONIO.
I have been sitting here for a while now, observing Ruby, as I contemplated whether to question her now or wait till she’s settled. She still appeared visibly terrified.
She had refused to eat or drink anything since she was brought here and hadn’t uttered a word to me since I was seated here. Although she looked frightened, it didn’t seem like she was scared of me. She was scared of something else. Perhaps she was scared of losing Rosalinda.
“Is she okay?” She finally asked after a while, breaking the long stretch of silence.
Without uttering a word In response, I continued staring at her.
“Tell me.” She persisted, her voice growing more desperate. “I know you went to see her. Is she okay? Does she know that you were the one who sent those men?”
I maintained my silence, deb
