CHAPTER SIXTY-FOUR

GINEVRA

My consciousness was awake but my eyes stayed closed and I took the opportunity to decipher what had happened the last time I was fully conscious.

I felt disgusted at myself for what I'd become, I felt ashamed that I was slowly shutting down mentally, I felt aggravated that I still got scared whenever images of Julia flashed my eyes.

That was exactly what happened before a panic attack dawned on me—Julia’s image flashed my eyes and that was all it took for every single breath to get knocked out of me.

'How am I still alive?' Was the question that plagued my mind, considering Ricardo was hell bent on making sure he ripped me apart yesterday. But if I was conscious that'd mean that he actually put his torture on hold after I'd passed out.

I didn't need to be told even with my eyes closed that Ricardo was in the room with me. There was just something about him that made his presence known, still, I couldn’t bring myself to open my eyes. Not yet. I was afraid of what was awa