Chapter XXXIII: Cost a Life

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Serafina refused to talk to her family. Her parent would come to check in on her and she'd ignore them, she refused to look at Marco, and always walked away when Arsenio tried to approach. Salvatore was on bed rest, and apparently, she had hit his head harder than anticipated because he was often throwing up and looked horrifyingly dazed – granted, she had just heard all that and not actually seen him. It took her a couple of days to come to terms with everything she was told, a part of her didn't want to believe it, but the unbiased part of her knew it was true. And for that exact reason, she hesitantly stood in front of her brother's bedroom door, two guards standing on either side as they looked at her with an impassive mask, clearly knowing what she had done. "Could you let Salvator

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