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CHAPTER EIGHTY-FOUR

GINEVRA

In my last moments when Izzy begged me to have a rethink, my eyes zeroed in on Raul who had a stoic expression, but ropes of tears were untamed against his trembling cheeks.

Dominico was not a man who hid his emotions; therefore, he was sitting on the bare floor, his eyes bloodshot red from all the tears he had cried.

Paulo who was in a way my support system. . .he was crumbling. There wasn't a word enough to describe the pain his features held.

Harley who was a mess. I wouldn't have ever imagined a day when Harley opened herself up to me in this manner.

Everyone who loved me stood before me but there were two people whom I loved, and yet, they weren't there. My son and my husband.

If ever I was given an opportunity to speak to Ricardo one more time, what was I going to say?

"Ricardo,

I'm standing by the edge and my only wish is to see your ghost, to hold your hand one last time. Because I'm running wild and the thought of you tears me apart. My heart is broken, my leg
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