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Chapter 73
Emiliana
I had lost all ability to breathe as I stared at Giovanni and his swollen eyes and cut lips. There wasn’t one bit of him that hadn’t been assaulted. Yet his whole demeanour was calm and poured with confidence. I felt guilty that I couldn’t believe his words. I wanted to hold on to them like gospel but I knew he was only feeding me his own strength. Convincing me that he would get me out; he was willing to die if it meant I lived.
I couldn’t absorb his words like I had wanted to though, because the reality was that he was broken and I was broken. And we were both going to die here.
I watched as the man I had fallen in love with dissolved into nothing. No longer the strong willed, enigmatic man that had captivated me all those months ago. Whatever they wanted with him, I was their token to b
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