Violetta
The sun rose over the horizon, and I stood by the window and stared at it. Ferrara's promise to f**k me all night long fizzled after he brought up food. We ate, and he'd held me, but when he asked me to talk to him, I hadn't known what to say. So I pretended to sleep.
And he pretended the same.
He walked out of the bathroom fully dressed. It would still be several hours before the alphas departed, but it was our last chance to talk to Cam, assuming Maeve's guards would even let her. Saul had already texted to complain that they almost didn't let him in to his own infirmary.
I was planning on going alone, but Ferrara had immediately vetoed it. He wasn't even letting me call Amelia or Finn.
Something weird was going on with him.
"You could get more sleep, and I could talk to C
