𝓷𝓪
urned. My memories flashed through my head, drown
𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒇𝒊𝒇𝒕𝒚 𝒕�
𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒓�
𝒅 𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 �
en fresh ones and older ones that left the most
𝑳𝑳𝑬𝑫 𝑯𝑬𝑹!! 𝒀𝑶𝑼 𝑲𝑰𝑳𝑳𝑬𝑫 𝑴𝒀 𝑾𝑰𝑭𝑬,
hick and filled with the pain I'd
𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂 𝒘𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐
asted blood, my eyes still forced the
�𝒆𝒏𝒂! 𝑹𝑬𝑵
ke. I could hear my heart pounding in my ears and
ltiple expensive looking paintings decorating the walls. A chandelier hung high above me, and a fresh bouquet of
and panic. And a long tube attached to a needle in my
ht my attention as s
r that glinted in the early light. Her dark brown eyes shimmered like molten
me revealing dimples that-𝙤𝙝 𝙢𝙮
a playful eyebrow up, and I noted her accent as she spoke. It sounded exactly
ory of my little brother. Forcefully l
𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝑰𝒕𝒂
o many other boys to Italy. If this lad
ming, but trust me, I'm better," she said
but immediately when my feet touched the floor,
the bed. "Easy, girl. You're not quite ready to be on your
last time I was draped wit
a stranger. Those were the only nights I could go into th
𝒃𝒆𝒅. 𝑺𝒍𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒓 𝒘𝒉
a few of us had dared to ask
She informed me. "Do you know anything that could help us locate your attackers?" She asked, fiddling w
𝑜𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝐼𝑡𝑎𝑙𝑦!! Instead, I shook my head no
warm eyes. "Oh, where are my manner
a asked with her
but no sound came out. I pressed my fingers to the holl
ly poured water from a jug next
r filter through my dry lips and parched t
tand and met her eyes. "Renata," I ma
the beautiful accent. "Do
have any friends, I didn't
�𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑠 𝑚
nd on my trembling fingers. "Can I call you Ren
I final
I'eterocromia! I tuoi occhi sono così belli! (Oʜ ᴍʏ ɢᴏᴅ, ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʜᴇᴛᴇʀᴏᴄʜʀᴏᴍɪᴀ! ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴇ
enthusiasm and rep
e again, this
now It
made sure I learnt Spanish, Italian, and German. As the majority of her clients coming in
t friends!" Catalina said ex
sweet, but I didn't want friends, I wanted to fi
ice out full sentences, but I need
air, trying to indicate I n
a door by the side of the monitor, a
me and watche
𝓊𝒸𝓀. 𝒯𝒽ℯ𝓎'𝓇ℯ 𝓉𝒶𝓀𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝒽𝒾𝓂 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓉
ly, giving he
clouded with different emotions.
ing of Italian curses, repetitively men
something I have to tell you. But you must first promis
r she was going to say, kn
***************
ing and coughing after I did fro
nd the boys were shipped somewhere to be
was to burn the brothel to the ground be
me that she was in th
y saviour as something more monstrous entirely. Her warm eyes m
d I quickly scooted away. "Don't touch
aware that prostitution is a federal 𝙘𝙧𝙞𝙢𝙚. The minute you alert them, you're going to spend years in jail. T
We can protect you a
widene
were surrounding me when I first
said you burnt the brothel to the ground, that means you
ng her fingers to her fore
venient time for you," she paused, "when I saw you running away during the shootings I got curious.
re there were others there I needed to...eliminate. Then, I saw it all. The way you hugged your brother, the way he wa
breath. "My team couldn't catch them in time, but we m
ning with a vengeance, trying to get me to
ng to blink away the burn of
me," she ins
beit begr
hter in you, a second chance, an unwavering hope I couldn't let
ill punish them in unimaginable ways for kidnapping every single one of those b
She pledged, squeezin
�𝙧�
and already done so much for me. I couldn't remember the last time someone had been so kind to