ADRIANO'S POV~
Something in me cracked.
No snapped.
It wasn’t loud. It wasn’t wild. It was quiet. Bone-deep. Cold. Like the sound of ice breaking in the dead of winter, deep beneath your feet, warning you that you were about to fall into something you’d never crawl out of.
And maybe I already had.
My eyes burned red, not just with rage, not just with betrayal but with the kind of pain I hadn’t felt in years. Not since the day she left me drugged, defenseless, used. Not since she stripped me bare and fed me to a storm I didn’t see coming. I had buried that version of me in the deepest grave. Chained it. Burned it. Killed it.
But now… now that same old agony clawed out of its grave and wrapped its filthy hands around my throat.
And I let it.
Because of her.
Because of the way her ey
