Chapter Fifty : Trip To Spain Two
Veronica’s POV
As I lay in the hospital bed, I felt a sense of unease wash over me. Bruno's words, though meant to be reassuring, only made me feel more trapped. I was a prisoner, held captive by the Mafia's grasp. And Bruno, the man I once thought I loved, was now my keeper.
I tried to push aside the thoughts, telling myself I was just being paranoid. But the feeling only intensified as the days passed. Bruno was always there, watching me, hovering over me. I couldn't even go to the bathroom without him following me.
One day, as I was recovering from my injuries, Bruno came to my room with a sinister look in his eye. "Veronica, we need to talk," he said, his voice low and menacing.
My heart began to race as he approached me. "What is it, Bruno?" I a
