VINCENZO CASTILLO
I felt completely drained, every part of me heavy and limp, as I sat bound to the cold metal chair. My wrists were also tied tight. My head ached, and my vision was blurry, but I could still make out the figure lying near the corner of the room.
It was Giulia.
I’d recognize her anywhere. Even in the low light, I knew it was her. She wasn’t moving much — just barely breathing, it seemed.
My heart clenched at the sight of the blood smeared across her tied hands. She must’ve tried to fight her way out. That was just like her. She never gave up without a fight.
Seeing her like that... Honestly, it hit me harder than any blow I’d taken...
Mirko. Alexandro. They would pay for this. I didn’t care what it cost, even if it ended with my last breath.
Giulia let out a weak co
