Chapter 51

(Lorenzo)

I sat in my study, empty bottles of bourbon and whiskey lined up on my table while I stared into space. I couldn't sleep, I couldn't eat, I couldn't work and so I locked myself up in here until I got my shit together. Which obviously has not been successful, I kept replayng everything in my head, the death of Ben , the death of Declan, the death of Margot. I had used my own hands to kill my own family and now I knew there wasn't any form of redemption for me, I was a lost soul. All that killing was finally taking a toll in me. I had ignored it all before, burying myself in work and switching off any kind of emotion I was meant to feel. I did all that so I couldn't get buried in the sinking hole of the people that have died by my hand. All the demons I had kept at bay came swarming in, all the voices haunting me.

"No, he died because of you. He died protecting you Lorenzo so this wasn't my fault, it was yours."

"Listen to yourself. How could I understand you killing my fianc