Elora's POV
At the hospital, I saw Salvatore lying on the bed unconscious. His entire body is wrapped in bandages except for his face. I could only imagine the kind of pain he would go through once he woke up. The thought of it makes my body prickle.
No one is willing to explain his situation to me or how he ended up wrapped like an Egyptian mommy. Maybe Damien had ordered everyone not to say a word to me.
I was sitting in a corner close to the window looking down at the busy city. The urge to walk freely like the people below tempts me. But I knew better than anyone to run away from The Alejandros'. They are monsters that shouldn't be crossed.
Damien alone will hunt me down. If he can abandon me on a lonely dark road, killing me and destroying my family's ties with them will be a pie
