Alessandro's accusation hung in the air, heavy and suffocating. His eyes, once filled with warmth and vulnerability, were now cold and hard, filled with a chilling suspicion. I looked at him, my heart aching, my mind reeling.
"No," I said, my voice trembling, tears streaming down my face. "I didn't do it. I swear, Alessandro, I would never betray you again."
He laughed, a harsh, bitter sound that echoed through the cave. "You expect me to believe you?" he scoffed. "After everything you've done? After all the lies you've told?"
"I know I've made mistakes," I said, my voice breaking. "I know I've hurt you. But I swear, Alessandro, I would never try to kill you."
He looked at me, his eyes filled with a mixture of doubt and pain. "Then who did?" he asked, his voice laced with a chilling su
