CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE

There's complete silence in the car as we drive to god knows where.

Not a single mention of the cold-blooded murder I committed.

But is it considered cold-blooded if he was raping my sister? I don't think so. Maybe a jury would agree with me when it all blows up in my face.

"Where are we going?" I ask eventually, the silence between us becoming stifling.

Alessandro doesn't even spare me a glance. "I told you I'm taking you to meet my family."

"Do they live in another state or what?"

We left the city about twenty minutes ago already. It would have been nice to get a heads-up, what if he's planning on killing me and then getting rid of my body? Phoebe and Sammy would for sure miss me, even if it's only two people.

Alessandro doesn't bother answering me and I sigh, turning my head to look out the window, but it's dark out and I can't exactly see anything. I fiddle with the radio and let some soft music play. The two of us are always arguing, the silence is just weird.

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