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“I wish you hadn’t done that,” Carlo muttered.

I tightened my grip on his arm, dangerously close to dislocating his fucking shoulder. I looked over at Tatum. She was on her side, soft moans coming from her direction. It was obvious she was in pain.

“What have you done to her?”

Carlo let out a laugh. “Let’s just say, you’re no longer going to be a father.”

Chapter 26

TATUM

His voice.

“Castello,” I whispered, my mind completely fogged. I tried to move past the haze. I tried to focus, but I couldn’t.

“Tatum.”

There. It was his voice again.

“Tatum. Wake up.”

“Castello.” My mind grew clearer and clearer, reality forcing its way back in. But the more I remembered, the more I wanted to forget.

“Tatum.”

I opened my eyes, and for a moment panic shot through my body like an electric current.

“It’s me, Tatum.” He grabbed my hand and placed it against his scar. “It’s me, Castello.”

All I saw was Carlo’s face. The face of the fucking devil that ripped my baby from my body. The demon that murdered my soul.

I moved my legs, and the cold, wet sheets made my whimper. I felt it immediately. The loss. The emptiness inside me. I could feel it was no longer there. The life. The baby. The two pink lines. Gone.

“Tatum?” The face next to me drew my attention. And even though I felt the scar beneath my palm, I saw Carlo.

I started to shake, screams escaping my throat like squeals straight from hell. I closed my eyes, thrashing violently on the bed. I was dead. My soul was dead. I was no longer a human being.

“Tatum, stop!”

I didn’t.

I couldn’t. The pain was too much. The pain I felt on the inside was too fucking much.

Two hands gripped my head tight. “Look at me.”

I tried to jerk my face free.

“Look at me, little mouse!”

And then I stilled.

Two words.

Two words that managed to reach through my soul, touching my heart.Little mouse.

I opened my eyes and stared at the face in front of me. And when I saw the elongated pupil, the only thing Carlo couldn’t fake…I cried. Tears streamed down my face, and my cheeks burned with every drop.

“Castello,” I sobbed, and he pulled me hard against his chest.


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