Elia
My hand is gripping hard onto the knife as I look up straight at pictures of Elis and Rose. They are both laughing and smiling at each other as he has his arm wrapped around her waist; pulling her close.
For some reason, my heart continues to ache.
''God f*****g damn it,'' I mutter under my breath. Without me realising, I have already thrown the knife straight towards the board against the wall; trying to find some sort of distraction but it's not as easy.
''You're a f*****g i***t, Elia. Why the f**k would you let your girl be with your f*****g brother? f**k. Just tell her the truth, run away with her and bam, you get her for the rest of your life. f**k it,'' I mutter to myself before standing up and picking up my coat. As soon as I turn towards the door, I see one of Alessia's m
