Chapter 87
FRANCESCA
"Enzo!" I gasped,
I ran to his side, pushing the guards that were by side aside as I held his cold hands in mine and rubbed on it anxiously with smile on my face while droplets of tears ran down my face, I couldn't even breath. I was overwhelmed, filled with happiness as I looked at his face that looked like it had regained color.
But he pulled his hand away from mine, stretching them out to the position that Paolo stood as he muttered shakingly,
"F-father." I felt touched, looking over at Paolo. He didn't move a spot, he just stood there, looking at him with a cold smile.
Then it turned into laughter, he lifted his finger, pointing at each one of us as he said,
"You all." It was steady and slow at first but as he looked on, saw Stefano moving over and placing his hand on my back, rubbing on it to calm me down as I broke down with Enzo's hand a few inches from mine. He didn't want me.
He cackled, bursting out in rage as he roared,
