Holding down her hand as he sat in the chair, he cried with real tears. He never thought he would ever shed a single tear for anything or anyone but right now he didn’t care about what he was doing, all he cared about was the woman in front of him lying unconscious.
He had already found out that it was Jacob who had planned the attack on Diego to get back at him. And he had already taken care of the entire situation, as Jacob was most probably dead and his body was being the fest of fishes of Mediterranean.
Her neck bound with a collar reaching up till her jaws, her face stiff void of any expressions, her eyes shut without any movement, the IV inserted right into her veins of her right arm lying over her bed, her arms and legs covered in bandages, covering her injuries and burns.
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