41. Sanctuary and Secrets

(Quinn's POV)

The metallic taste of blood assaults my tongue as I blink against the darkness. Flashbacks of Dante hitting me over and over, flickers, between my focus as the room gradually fades. I’m in so much pain, every breath sears through my body like a hot poker. Another brutal reminder of what he did to me. How he knew I had been upstairs, I don’t know. Maybe he smelt me, or maybe he was somehow watching the mansion while he was away.

Pain. Darkness. Bedroom. Brutality, it’s a constant loop. I catch a glimpse of the room and notice the walls are a deep shade of blue. I wish I could keep my eyes open long enough to make sure I’m safe, but I’m fighting against my injuries and my body needs to heal. Eventually my surroundings come into focus, every inch of my body screams in pain. I try to sit up, but a sharp stabbing pain stops me. Every muscle in my body aches. I can sense Salvatore’s presence in the room, but I can’t see him from this position. But the fact he is here with me m