Aliyana Capello Catelli
Present-day
The path to paradise begins in Hell
Dante Alighieri
“Salvatore, I need you. Salvatore,” I scream through the empty church. My heels click on the wooden floors as the harshness of my breath sounds the air with the extent of my madness. My mind reels as I rush down the aisle.
“Salvatore, I know you’re in here,” I yell. His tall form comes from the back door. His black pants and a black shirt with his clerical collar, a stark reminder of all that has happened. The ring on my finger weighs heavily on my hand as I face the man who served me for years, without knowing the demon he chose to protect. His scar stands out as he stops in front of me, intertwining his fingers tightly together.
“It’s been almost a year Aliyana. What did you do?”
I drop to
