Luciano’s POV.
I pace in the waiting room. I chew on my thumbnail as we wait for word that both Mic and our daughter are ok. This is gruelling. This is torture.
“Hey, you are wearing a hole in the floor. Come and sit down.” Gino says and I stop pacing and look at him with tears glistening in my eyes. Gino pats the seat next to him and I shuffle closer, my head hung low, before I sit down and he pulls me into a hug.
“She was in so much pain. I couldn’t help her. I couldn’t do anything. God, Gino, she was terrified.” I say as I choke and he holds me tighter when I feel another set of hands on my back and I jerk my head back and see both Juliet and Candy offering me comfort.
“Thank you for being here with her until we got here. Anything you ever need come to me.” I say to both women, and
