Matteo woke up early, and his first thought was about Aurora. He was sure that Altea had called her right away last night, which meant that there was a good possibility, Aurora had taken the chance to free Lorenzo. His heart clenched at the thought of her being in danger, but he was also sure that she wasn’t alone in this. Hopefully.
He was lying on his bed, staring at the ceiling, when he realized that he was saying a quick prayer for her. How strange, he had never been one to pray, he was not religious at all. But right now, being so far away from her that he couldn’t do anything to help her, and potentially being the one who put her in danger in the first place, he would take any help he could, including spiritual. For a second, he wished he’d never told Altea about the transport, that
