CHAPTER 32
Three days passed, and after that day, Salvatore began ignoring me completely.
When we reached the house, it was past eight in the morning. Salvatore went straight to the bathroom for a shower. Afterward, he gathered a few of his things and settled into one of the guest rooms on the first floor.
In those three days, I hadn’t seen a glimpse of Salvatore—not even Stephen, Mariano, Alexander, or Victor. So I locked myself in my room and cried until my eyes ached. I barely ate. One of Salvatore’s men left meals outside my door, but I barely touched them.
Today, though, something inside me shifted. I woke up early and decided to take a hot shower.
Undressing, I caught my reflection in the bathroom mirror and gasped.
This wasn’t me.
Where was the beauty I once knew? My face was
