I was so stunned by what had just happened, I could barely breathe.
Theodore’s family didn’t scream or panic. They calmly helped Alessandra into a chair and began tending to her like this was something that happened every other Tuesday. Not a single one of them looked shocked. No one asked questions. No one seemed scared.
I glanced at Theodore. His jaw was tight, his fists clenched, and his expression still screamed murder.
I couldn’t take it. I couldn’t stay in that house a second longer.
My eyes landed on a set of keys lying on the hallway table. Without thinking, I lunged for them, snatched them up, and bolted out the door.
I didn’t know where I was going. I only knew that I had to get away from him. From all of them.
Because no matter how many times I tried to convince myself oth
