Elio threw his phone across the room, visibly enraged. His fingers shook terribly and he kept clenching and unclenching his fists.
He kept hitting his leg against the wall and suddenly let out a deep grunt that emanated from his stomach.
"Goddammit!" He punched the wall in his room. Ricky barged in immediately.
"I heard screams. What's wrong?" He asked.
Elio turned to look at him, hurt and anger in his eyes. "They took her! I had silently prayed in my heart that they would not figure her out, but they did. How many more do I wait for him to take from me, Uncle?"
"Breathe, Elio. Bring your mind to a calm so we can figure this out together, please." Ricky consoled him, walking towards where Elio stood facing the wall.
