"Roxanne, get up from the ground," I approached her, trying to help her to her feet, but she resisted, clinging to the ground. She began to cry, completely uncontrolled.

"No!" No! Leave me here, Salvatore, I don't want to go anywhere with you, I don't want to go on living this damn hell. I'd rather my son and I die. I don't want to! I don't want to!

His words pierced me like daggers, and the pain I felt was unbearable. I didn't want him to feel that way, but it was the price for betraying my trust.

"Listen, Roxanne, I'm not going to tolerate one more whim on your...