73. I already did!

ANTONIO

I didn’t know how many minutes or hours passed as I sat there on the floor with my back to the wall with the secret door to the dungeon. But at some point Mario had left a bottle of water with a woollen blanket on the table. Now, my eyes once again fell on those things and my mind went to the woman in the cold cell. I rubbed a rough hand down my face at the twisted feelings that crowded my mind and heart. I hated myself for feeling this way. I hated that feeling which had me cursing and standing up to get the blanket and water bottle. I hated that I care which was the reason for this pain engulfing me.

I took a deep breath in as I tried to subdue the turmoil going inside me as I opened the secret passage and made my way down the stairs to the cell where I locked her in. I pushed the door open and stepped inside. The moment my eyes fell on her equal amount of pain and rage blossomed back. I still couldn't wipe that image of her with the gun pressed to her temple of my head. T