Chapter 145 A Quick Motion

• Vittoria’s eyes flew open, brimming with tears, and her sobs broke out even harder—raw, painful, as if those words simply couldn’t be real in the middle of so much suffering.
• “Dio mio.” Vittoria whispered the words, unable to believe them, leaning back with her gaze locked on him as if she needed to see clearly that this wasn’t just her desperation playing tricks on her.
• Her hand slid over his face, feeling the cold skin, until she caught the slightest—yet unmistakably real—movement.