Chapter 69 - The aftermath of hatred.

Ariana

I WAS STILL PACING when he finally walked into the room. Our safety protocol required that the guard take me to my old bedroom for safety reasons, and it helped to make me feel slightly more at ease to be in there, but as soon as I saw Lorenzo’s face, my heart sank.

I could see something serious happened. Opening my mouth to say something before closing it again, when he closed the gap between us and pulled me into his arms. He held on so tight that I thought he was going to crush me. He breathed in my scent and I could have sworn I heard him sob, but by the time he pulled away, he looked strange.

Different. As if something had died inside him … He let go of me and sighed deeply as he walked over to the windows. His arms folded tightly around him and I was dying to know what happened, but I didn’t want to push him to tell me.

“He’s dead.” Lorenzo’s voice cracked before he turned around to look at me. “My father is dead.” His eyes filled with tears and he made no move to come cl