S.I.N

Chapter 21

Nazaire's P.O.V

It's been two months since we declared war against that bastard, Ezekiel. We never expected the fight to be easy but we also didn't expect to be blind sighted by the number of men Ezekiel managed to recruit in such a short while. It was a blood bath but in the end, we came out on top, but it came with major losses.

I had managed to get shot in the back and lost some mobility in my left shoulder and down to my left leg, but the doctor had said, I would recover but it would take some time.

As for Sebastiano, he wasn't so lucky, he was shot in the chest, the bullet barely missing his heart. The amount of blood he lost, put him in a coma to which he hasn't woken up from. But in the end it was worth pulling Nia and her husbands bodies apart, limb by limb. Ezekiel had managed to escape.

A day goes by, then a week, eventually another month. Making it 3 months, Sebastiano's state seems to have not changed, other than the fact that the bruises he obtained had started disappearing.

As for me, I have been progressing greatly in physical therapy and might fully recover in a few more months but until then I had to use crutches to get around.

I honestly wish Sebastiano could magically wake up and our lives could continue, not only for my sake but our girl, back home, who must think we've abandoned her.

I know it was shitty of me not to find away to contact her after everything but I was never very good at making decisions when it came to relationships, it was all Sebastiano and seeing to the fact that he was in a coma and I can't even walk properly, I didn't need her stressing and worrying over us.

Fuck, I miss her, I miss him, I miss us.

We didn't exactly lie that night we left, Sebastiano did tell her we would be back and that we were there to stay but I shouldn't have said that it wouldn't take long because in the end, I fucking jinxed us. Didn't I?
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