Chapter 5 Warnings No One Says Out Loud
- The Salvatore mansion had hallways where silence wasn’t just the absence of sound—it was a living presence. Something that whispered truths no one dared to speak.
- And I was beginning to hear them.
- After that night—the one with Dante’s wounded hand, the half-confession, his gaze on my body—we didn’t speak of it. The subject was never touched. Not even with a word.