Chapter 52

• Alessia’s POV
• The street outside was cold, but the chill creeping through me was nothing compared to the anger pressing down my chest. I had barely stepped out of Dante’s basement when I grabbed a taxi. It was almost like my body moved on its own, no thinking, no planning, just the raw need to get away. The speed at which I pulled out my phone made me realize how desperate I was for information, but nothing could have prepared me for the news I saw.
• The headline blared at me: