Chapter 60
Cristiano
“Even a machine breaks down if you push it too hard.”
Dr. Moretti’s voice followed behind me, ringing in my ears, sharp and unwelcome, as I staggered outside. I didn’t have time for this—I didn’t have time for him.
The moment I stepped outside, my mind was already on the battlefield and worst case scenarios. The only thing that mattered was getting to Annalisa. Everything else—my exhaustion, the dull throbbing in my skull, the fact that I hadn’t eaten in over twenty-four hours—was irrelevant.
But then, a firm grip on my arm pulled me back. Ricardo had been the one who grabbed my arm.
“Wait.”
I glared at him, ready to snap, but he held up a crisp white handkerchief. “You’re bleeding.”
I frowned. “What?”
Ricardo gestured to my face. I swiped the handkerchief u
