LEONARDO

I barely remembered what happened after I came. I barely recalled what happened after Isabella collapsed in my arms, and I carried her to her room, telling Sophia to clean her. I didn't even know when I got to my room.

I picked a bottle of whiskey and a glass, trying to pour a cup, but my hand was shaking so hard that I could barely keep the cup still enough for the liquid to enter. I roared, throwing the glass. It landed on the wall with a loud smash, shattering into a million pieces and raining sharp shards of glass.

I dropped onto the sofa, not bothering to...