Chapter eighteen
Rosanna Vietillo POV
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It's Jericho
My breathing gets heavy, as I try to push the door open, but I notice that it's locked and not caring about anything I shoot the lock to have it open…
The sound echoes in the dark hallway, that it burns me back as the sound feels like a haunting alarm.
“Rosanna” Jericho's voice comes out struggling, his eyelids are swollen and for a second, he struggles to even look at me and to keep his eyes open as he tries to make sure it's actually me.
But I quickly go to his aid, attempting to undo the chains around his leg because I lack words for him.
“It's really you”
I notice the heaviness in his tone
“How did you get in here?” I ask him, as my hands start to shake as I look at the door of the cell that's hanging in between, c
