Angel POV.I’m sitting in the kitchen holding a cup of camomile tea, which has long gone cold. I look down at my hands and I can still see her blood on my hands. There has been no word as of yet about her condition, so I take it that is a good thing. No news is good news, I suppose.The mansion is a hive of activity, with men all running around carrying out my dad’s orders. My brothers are in the red room, no doubt torturing our uncle. No, he isn’t our uncle. He lost that right when he did this. He is a traitor. His death won’t be quick, it will be drawn out. They will keep him alive, but in a constant state of pain.“Angel.” I shiver as I look up and see Alessa and Cassandria DeAngelis walking towards me. Ryder is behind them both with a man I have never seen before.I wipe my eyes and stand when Alessa engulfs me in a hug.“It’s ok, your momma is super strong, she will pull through this.” her words should soothe me but they don’t. I pull away and wipe my eyes with the heel of my han
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