Chapter 92

I know it’s not blind trust that allows Luca to let me walk away. It’s the fact that he knows I’m too broken to do anything else.

My tears were already streaming down my face before I even made it to the bedroom. I just threatened a pregnant woman with her own child. It might have been subtle but the threat was real and if I hadn’t noticed that she was pregnant what would I have done?

My mind swims with the prospect of killing the unborn child, either by my hand or Dante’s. And the fact that she wanted me to sign their possible death sentences is beyond my understanding. I want to smack Natalie for getting pregnant during this time. The timing is so bad! What if something happens to Abel? The grief alone would kill her.

I want to get out of here.

Through my blurry eyes, I spot the little bottle of sleeping pills. Reaching for it, I open the bottle and dump a generous amount in my hand. The little blue pills stare at me menacingly, but it’s now or never.

“Ah, fuck it.”

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Dante

The Fo