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• Lorrenzo exhaled sharply, frustration etched deep into his features. “I’m sorry for what you saw today,” he said, but his words felt empty, hollow, as if he were saying it because it was expected. “But I’m not sorry for what I did.”
• The air between us thickened, as heavy as the regret that I could feel lurking just beneath the surface of his words. I wasn’t stupid. I knew he was capable of things far darker than I could understand, far more brutal than anyone in this world could imagine.
• But this... this cut deeper than I ever thought possible.