Chapter fifty-one
Rosanna Vietillo POV
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I finish my breakfast, taking my own time. As I pretend to cough and feel tired, making a few gestures like rubbing my eyes, barely uttering a word without making it obvious that it's all an act.
Kendra is getting ready to go to buy the groceries that's needed for dinner. Carlos is right at a distance, and I know I will never get the house empty without the devil calling for it.
But I can't wait. Keeping a secret is hard enough, but actually having to hide it within your skin is yet another story.
I don't trust myself around him. And having any evidence in this house that will prove me to be a traitor is not a good sign…
He will make me strip for it first and later confess me while he can squash out my life in matter of seconds.
Kend
