Chapter 74 Disdain
- Alessia
- As I stepped through the door with Andrea, the memory of what had just happened replayed in my mind like a broken record. The gunshot. The sharp, final sound of it. The way Marcello—no, Giulia—had barely gotten the words out before his body crumpled to the floor.
- It wasn’t just that Marcello had been close to me. It wasn’t even that he was my captor.