ast, calm like he had done this a hundred times. I sat in the back seat, my hands shaking as I looked

ere," h

sister," I said b

If something happens to you, then what?

and falling. "I don't care about

d cold. "She will be safe.

sound. Dante walked forward with steady steps. He didn't even duck when bullets cracked near the walls. He

e car seat. "Please... please

e broken windows. Then I saw movement. One of Dante's men dragged someone out-it wa

and ran to her. My arms wrapped around her

er voice weak. "I thought

said, tears burning m

t, but not his. He gave quick orders to his m

s gun raised. "This isn't over, Isabella!" he shouted before one of Dante'

looked at me holding Sofia. His eyes softened just for

ulder. I brushed her hair back, whispering small things to calm

ck her. He cleaned her wrists and gave her wate

hurt?"

softly. "But I'm fine

er her. My chest finally eased. She

led the room at once. His shirt still had bloodstains, his sl

," he said. "You

her," I said, loo

w," he replied. "Tonight, you

ed. "Wh

against the floor. "You only survived

ou for doing the right thing? For saving my sister whe

hed. "Watch w

. You think I'm some doll you can move around. You don

against the wall near my face. His voice dropped low. "If I didn't care, your

from mine. I could feel his breath, hot and steady. M

I said, my

felt too heavy. He leaned closer. My chest tightened. I t

mine. His eyes burned into me. Then he whispe

rd. The door shut behind him. I stood frozen, my hands trembling. My he

ow if I hated him or if I hated myself more for the way my bo