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Tatiana POV

After Alex had kicked me out, I was escorted out by his men. Deciding to check into a hotel that doesn't belong to him. Getting in the room I just hugged my knees as the sobs left my mouth, my eyes shut as I tightly held onto my knees in pain. Blood still on my face, the hurt, the betrayal, the anger, the emotions coming down on me like a ton of bricks. Looking down my phone, Luca's name popping up, ignoring the call. Loudly sobbing as the tears slid uncontrollably down my cheeks for the entire night.

Third Person POV
Watching the maid clean up the blood in disgust and anger. Danté appearing in front of him. "tu fratello mio" (you my brother) he says looking at him as he continued to look down the blood, "Ho sempre le spalle e sostengo ogni tua decisione" (I always have your back and support every decision you make) he says. Shaking his head, "ma quello che hai fatto oggi è stato spregevole" (but what you did today was despicable) he grits clenching his jaw, "hai messo le mani sulla madre dei tuoi figli, le hai puntato la pistola" (you put your hands on the mother of your children, you pointed your gun at her) he spits in disbelief as he continued staring into blank space. "ha incasinato, ma la domanda che devi davvero porti è perché diavolo mia moglie dovrebbe lasciare la sua casa e cercare conforto in un altro uomo" (she messed up, but the question you really need to ask yourself is why the hell would your wife leave her home to seek comfort in another man) he says finishes before walking out.

Continuing to stare into blank space, his eyes blurring with tears. "Mr Giordano" a voice calls out making him look up, "uhm, your doctor is here" the woman says, "send him in" he says curtly. His heart clenching as he watched the old man walk in the room, "i risultati" (the results) he says to the man. Sighing out handing him the document, shaking his head knowing already what it meant.

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