The phone was completely silent. Now it was his turn, of course.
And so Alexa supposed, while she ran a hand over her right cheek, now reddened.
She must also fight her battles, although they did not involve sacrificing anything beyond her simple young life. Yes, the fire had also set in in the peaceful Bell room.
The fire was caused by him.
And she, for the first time in a long time, felt that she should do something. She didn't do it at the moment when with that silent thrust, Santino was forced to walk away from her life. She at least managed to express it once she had closed the door.
But insolence had a price. Obvious law of action and reaction, although from her insistent perspective, he did not consider it insolent to defend her opinion. It was her life, it would be everything
