She was sinking. She could feel her body getting weaker. Most of the time she slept, waking in cold sweats with a scream on the tip of her tongue. One time, Carlo rushed into the room when she was actually screaming.

A non-depressed version of herself might have felt embarrassed, but this version of Adelina took comfort in calming words and he sat with her until she fell back asleep.

In the moments when she was awake, all she thought about was the time she spent in that warehouse dungeon. She re-played the look on Niall’s face over and over again on a loop.

His anger.

She felt that too....