CHAPTER 101
ROMEO'S POV
Stillness. Not the really welcoming quiet one.
There's little low sounds here and there, like some machines breathing next to me when I didn't want them to.
Air-conditioning too cold, cutting across my skin.The kind of silence that made your ears ring.
The kind that felt so wrong.
My eyes were heavy and painful to open, but slowly, I cracked them open.
White ceiling. Fluorescent lights flickering.
I was in the infirmary again.
Of course.
My body felt like shit.
Every muscle screaming, every breath dragging.
Head pounding like someone had slammed a bat into it — which, I won't doubt, happened.
I tasted metal and regret. "Where the hell…" The words rasped out of me as I caught movement in the corner.
My shoulders tensed on instinct, eyes snapping to it — ready, alert, ready to annihilate whoever dared.
But it wasn't a threat.
It was the only person I gave a shit about in this world.
Nonna.
