Gabriella’s Pov
I sat there, motionless, staring blankly at the white hospital wall, but in my mind, all I could see was Amelia. Her face. Her eyes. The way they took her, so violently, so suddenly, it kept replaying over and over like a broken record I couldn’t shut off. My heart ached in a way I didn’t know was possible. I felt numb, cold. Nothing could distract me from the pain that had settled into my bones.
When the doctor walked back into the room, I barely registered his words. Something about being discharged. His voice was calm, too calm, like none of this had happened, like Amelia hadn’t been ripped from my life just hours ago.
Alessio was the one who responded. He always was. Always in control, always taking charge. He walked over to me and spoke softly, “Come on. Let’s go ho
