Manon
It was so sudden—the end of world.
We had just got home, Niccoló was in a great mood, I was in a great mood. Even Febe was happy.
What we came home to...
Was a m******e. I was shocked, appalled. My stomach wretched. I couldn't help it. I threw up.
Suddenly, I knew. This is what he wanted to protect me from. This is why he wanted me to leave.
I wasn't hit like he was—Niccoló. He was frozen. Frozen in his steps, staring wide eyes at the scattered corpses his mouth moving, the same words murmured almost crazily.
“Non di nuovo. Non di nuovo. Non di nuovo, Dio, per favore, non di nuovo.”
(Not again. Not again. Not again, God please not again.)
He wasn't crying. He wasn't moving. Just saying those words. We stayed like that for a few minutes.
“Get to the safe room,” He croaked, h
