78: Alone again

Pov: Bianca

It was quiet in the car as Andre drove us back home.

Nico had fallen asleep with his head on my lap, his entire body trembling either from hunger or from the cold... Or from both. I brushed his hair out of his forehead and realized he had a fever.

The jacket started to slip off and I began to adjust it when I noticed something.

The pinky finger and ring finger on his right hand were both missing.

My lungs squeezed around my heart. I clasped a hand to my mouth, trying to stifle my cry, tears accumulating in my eyes, my heart going out for him.

Mio Dio.

How evil was the Braterstwo? How could they do this to a child?

"What about his parents? Why didn't they report that he was missing?" I asked Andre.

"His father is my scum of a cousin that wouldn't know where he kept his toothbrush much more his own son, and his mother was a nineteen year old girl that died while giving birth to him. He's not going back to that house after tonight. He's staying with me."

His words made me pau