Gina
For the first time since this nightmare began, I understood exactly why Zander kept trying to make decisions for me.
Six people were dead.
I was the seventh name on Aaron Vale’s list.
And the moment Michael revealed that, every reasonable thought left my head.
I didn’t care about being independent or proving that I could handle the truth. I didn’t care that I had argued with Zander every time he tried to put security around me. I wanted someone else to take control because controlling anything myself suddenly felt impossible. I wanted Michael to tell me the list meant nothing, Zander to promise me no one would ever reach me, and Mario to appear with enough food and loud Greek cursing to turn the entire situation into something survivable.
Instead, no one spoke.
The penthouse ha
