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CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
VINCENZO
Anya lay on the ground, blood staining her lips, her face drained of colour. I turned to Carlo, and he understood the urgency in my eyes. Without a word, he nodded and swiftly left the room, his mission clear: to find the person responsible for this heinous act against Anya.
With a mixture of anguish and determination, I scooped Anya into my arms, cradling her fragile form as I carried her to my room. The weight of her limp body pressed against my chest, each step echoing with the gravity of the situation.
Gently, I laid her on my bed, my eyes fixated on her pale face, willing any signs of life to emerge. Memories of my mother's lifeless body flooded my mind, intertwining with the sight of Anya in her current state. The pain of loss resurfaced, threatening to consume me.
Time stood still as I sat by her side, my gaze never leaving her. The memories of my mother's pale face, the blood on her lips, echoed hauntingly in my mind. I h
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