CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE

I'm shaking, the image of the masked man replaying in my mind over and over again.

"We should call the police!" Sammy exclaims to Phoebe, but it's as if her voice is a thousand miles away.

"We are not calling the police yet." Phoebe tells her. "Let's just wait until Alessandro gets here, and listen to what he says."

"How can you even trust that guy so much? You don't even really know him!"

I didn't even do anything. I didn't even reach for my knife, what's wrong with me? I should've put up more of a fight.

The door of the apartment flies open and Alessandro storms through, Enzo and Evil Eyes hot on his heels.

"What the hell happened?" He barks out.

I'm covered in a blanket that Phoebe threw over me, but the shaking won't stop.

"Someone was in the apartment." Phoebe tells him. "He was in Farrah's room."

Alessandro kneels in front of me and takes my face in his hands. "Baby, are you okay? Did he hurt you?"

I just shake my head, my eyes trying to focus on his face, but