Chapter 117 Broken or Breathing

Lorenzo

“Eyes on Isadora. Second floor, third window from the right.”

Raffaele’s voice cracks through the comms, and my eyes dart to it.

Then I see her.

Isadora.

She bursts into view at the top of the stairs, pale and moving fast. My entire body locks around the sight of her. Alive. Upright. Fig...

Login and Continue Reading