Chapter 120 Part Of The Truth

• Vincenzo gripped her shoulders firmly, forcing her to stop, his eyes boring into hers as if they could shatter every resistance with the sheer force of his presence.
• “What kind of nonsense is that?” he snapped, his voice hard, refusing to entertain such warped reasoning. “You were eight years old, Vittoria. Eight.” He emphasized, his gaze locked on hers, compelling her to face reality. “You weren’t responsible for Giuliano, never were. You were just a child, and no child bears the weight of another’s life on their shoulders.”
• “But I should have!” Vittoria shot back, her voice breaking through sobs. “I promised, I swore to my mother I’d take care of him, protect him from everything!” she continued, her tear-filled eyes heavy with confession. “If he’s lost, it’s because I wasn’t enough. I failed, Vincenzo—I failed him, I failed her, I failed everything.”