CHAPTER THIRTY

SANDRO DAVALO

How long do we have to keep playing this game!?

My father will always find a way to get to grips with us. I had no idea what he had told Alex the previous night, and Alex wouldn't even tell me…

That was his biggest undoing!

The morning sun spilled through the curtains as I got ready, its warm rays creeping through my window and hitting my face. I looked over at Alex, still half-asleep on the other side of the room. Usually, I loved sharing secrets with him—our little brotherly bond always seemed unbreakable. But today felt different. Something was hanging in the air, something...