After Chloe was taken away, the Crystal Room grew so quiet you could hear the ice melting in the glasses.
My ten brothers looked as if their spines had been ripped out.
One by one, they dropped to one knee before me, following the old famiglia tradition of asking forgiveness.
"Little sister." Marco’s voice was hoarse, his eyes red. "We were wrong."
"She deceived us for seventeen years, and we handed her the knife she pointed at your heart."
"Punish us. However you want."
Dante slapped himself hard across the face.
"I don’t deserve anything. I slammed my fist on the table at our own father for a liar."
Enzo threw the brand-name handbag he had just bought and hadn’t even unboxed onto the floor, as if it were a burning coal.
Luca’s eyes were terrifyingly red.
"I called a fraud my pr
