Book 2 of the 'Broken series'
I stared at my reflection, disbelief flooding through me. I swore I'd never go back to him-never again. Yet here I am, right where I said I'd never be.
I should've left that life behind, but it keeps dragging me under...
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November 6th Sicily, Italy
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My hands trembled as I dropped the sharp piece of broken glass that I had in my hand. As it fell to the floor and shattered into tiny pieces , my eyes closed subconsciously from the subtle impact.
The middle of my hands kept stinging due to the tiny bloody indentations left in it from gripping the glass so hard.
What have I done?
I promised myself I would never take another life...
It all felt like a dream but when I opened my eyes, they landed on Stefano's lifeless body, that's when the reality of it all hit me and I started to look around the room.
There was blood everywhere which meant evidence that I killed him was everywhere. The worst part about this situation is that i'm in Italy away from my family and persons in the Dcf who could cover this up.
If interpol or even his brother should find out that I murdered him it will be the beginning of a massive war, no matter what I say to him.
Even if I tell him what Stefano tried to do to me,
to a person he claimed he once loved...
I began pacing the room after a few seconds, as I took deep breaths to stop myself from getting an anxiety attack. In moments like these the only person I needed to calm me was Khalil, but now...
i'm not even sure I want our relationship to go on,
Especially if what Destiny said to me is true.
I wiped my teary eyes with the back of my hand as I thought about everything, the thing that hurt me the most is that Khalil may have been lying to me all this time...
