MAXIMO
Dim lighting from an old, flickering bulb illuminated the dark room. The smell of blood, sweat, and death lingered in the air, creating a thick stench.
“Do you want to keep lying?” Luca’s voice rang out, and a tortured scream followed closely after a sizzle went off. The smell of burning flesh filled the air.
I wondered what Aria was doing. I wondered if she finally felt happy and free without me.
“I’ve said everything I know! Please, I’m sorry.”
I knew she didn’t miss me the way I missed her, didn’t think of me every second of the day like I thought about her.
“You haven’t said everything, Antonio.” Another sizzle went off, followed by a loud cry.
Was she enjoying fashion school? Did she make new friends? Did she meet anyone—any man? My hands balled into tight fists at th
