CHAPTER 106
KATYA'S POV
For a moment after Romeo and Antonio passed me, I couldn't move.
The hallway buzzed in the distance — nurses, guards, clipped voices — but around me, everything felt muted. Like I was underwater, still staring at the space where he'd been.
Romeo.
Alive. Awake. Breathing.
And looking at me like I was something stuck under his boot.
A shiver ran down my spine. Even pale and weak and strapped into a wheelchair, he still looked like he could kill me with one hand — or want to. And the worst part?
Some ugly part of me whispered he should've stayed asleep.
I didn't want him awake. I didn't want that hatred. I didn't want the way his eyes made me feel like dirt.
And I certainly didn't want the way everything in my life — especially Nonna — suddenly felt… threatened.
I didn't realize someone else was in the doorway until a soft voice broke through the haze.
"Mia cara!"
