I was so stunned and disoriented that I couldn’t move for a second. And by the time I did, I was already backing away. My mouth parted as I took several short breaths, and my eyes widened. My broken ankle burned with every step and I struggled to breathe as I recognised the steel gaze and hard features of the man in front of me.

Silvio Salvatore.

My destruction.

And he was frenetic.

Tears of panic and bitter frustration rolled down my face as his piercing gaze send my thoughts into turmoil. The music faints in the distance, the speaking lights coming from the event darkening my vision of him....