Torn

Salvatore POV

Walking in a large stride toward my office, I stood at the door listening to the conversation between Eduardo and Enzo.

"You are all the same, how can you treat her in such a way? She isn't harmful" Suddenly, I could feel my head aching and with a finger, I massaged it gently.

Enzo could be a handful at times but he was still the same sweet son I have always known. Pulling the doorknob clockwise, I stepped in, waiting for Enzo to talk but he was silent.

Glaring daggers at me, something that I wasn't used to.

"I was right Salvatore, you shouldn't have trusted her in the first place," Eduardo said to me immediately after I had stepped in, a smile on his face.

I knew he was feeling so happy, that what he had told me was correct,

"I guess I shouldn't have" I shrugged, agreeing with him on what he had just said. He was right after all, on calling Sofia a spy

How was I supposed to know that she was one? She looked so innocent and harmless and didn't seem like someone who