afraid. My chest is blazing with anger. The package is hideous and terrible as it rests on the table before me. The head of the s

eatened by a

pulsing through me is matched by the thundering pulse of my heartbeat pounding in my ears.

ace. With my chest heaving, I slam the package to the floor. I sta

e believes they can ste

ing inside of me is a ticking time bomb. He has st

ess, but it doesn't make it any better. The r

thing but the echo of my rage, I look towards the stairs. I am aware that sh

er only d

to take her away from me

rembling. I can still hear the roar of Luca's rage. His rage is palpable and op

ca's fixation. I never thought my life would be like this. I believed

o face me. The man I first saw that evening has changed.

o reassure. He claims to be protecting me, but is tha

p back. I feel unsteady on the floor below. M

ll. Instead, I say in a barely discern

His eyes narrow and his jaw tightens. However, there's a gl

e," but his voice is different.

im. Deep and hollow, the doubt gnaw

n that I cannot rema

e smoke, Giovanni's threat is still present. The rage i

storm. However, it is pointless. Now, there's no stopping it. Giovanni's

this is for her protection, but it goes beyond that.

e her away from me.

grows. The kind of anger that leads you to take actions y

loomy. "I'll stop at nothing to keep you saf

t sure whether she realizes how serious they are. I'

hough, is that anyone who da

ise of rain, and the sky is grey. Even though I can hear automobiles driving past in the distance,

sn't present, I can sense his presence. There

In the pit of my stomach, I sense it. However, there i

doesn't look at me or say anything, but I can tell what's on his

almost comforting voice, but I can se

er, what about me? In the midst o

ertainty. I no longer recognize him.

tain: there is no way to

r as the front door rattles. It's too quiet in the mansion

feel relieved that something is finally happening or afraid

Giovann

He has his hands in fists. He is prepared for combat. To murder, if require

an end to this, I would like to say somethin

urns to face me. Isabella, you will nev

y chest. I am both frightened and oddly reassured. There's n

es with gunfire, and my heart pauses for a moment. It's thi

t's too la