MEDDIE’S POV
My mind remains blank. I just sit here in this wretched dank room, staring blankly at the TV screen. The nauseating scenes of my family’s death still playing in my head, like a broken record player.
My mother, brutally beaten to death.
My father, brutally beaten to death.
My brother, brutally beaten to death…
Where did it all start going wrong? The moment I met Damiano? Or the moment I tried to become a spy for Damiano? Making a bigger enemy, in the form of Nikolai… Or was the beginning of it all, the root of the problem? The moment I decided to visit a foreign country…
Why did my family have to suffer for my mistakes? Only if I wasn’t such a disobedient brat, only if I had just listened to Nikolai’s warning on that port that day, only if I never existed to begin with…
