ALLESSANDRO’S POV
It is a stormy morning. The safe house lingers like a secret waiting to be broken into.
I haven’t slept all night. My head aches from the whiskey i drank all night and my throat burns.
Avelina’s words still linger in my head.
Avelina’s voice still echoes in my head.
Why do i feel like a secret you need to hide, Allessandro.?
She doesn’t seem to understand I am doing all this for her protection. She can’t understand. Even if she did, she will hate me more than she does right now.
The storm I feel in my heart has died down. I still see her face whenever I close my eyes. Beautiful, untouchable, pretty eyes and all.
Emilio enters. I could hear his footsteps from miles away as he disrupts my thoughts. He knows not to speak up until I speak first.
“What news do yo
