CHAPTER THIRTY
SANDRO DAVALO
How long do we have to keep playing this game!?
My father will always find a way to get to grips with us. I had no idea what he had told Alex the previous night, and Alex wouldn't even tell me…
That was his biggest undoing!
The morning sun spilled through the curtains as I got ready, its warm rays creeping through my window and hitting my face. I looked over at Alex, still half-asleep on the other side of the room. Usually, I loved sharing secrets with him—our little brotherly bond always seemed unbreakable. But today felt different. Something was hanging in the air, something unspoken. After all, I had been summoned by our father to take a walk in the garden. I had heard that tone in his voice before. It was the tone he used when he wanted to talk about
