Standing up, Gio looked down at his wife. She was wiping at her tears, shuddering, but steadily getting herself together.
Good.
He would need her at the top of her game if he was to be at the top of his. Straightening, Gio took every single emotion, every doubt he had when it came to facing Celeste and shoved it all down.
She was family, but she was also his enemy. He had to take her down. The last shreds of his emotions carefully locked away, Gio went into battle mode.
'Has she left yet?' Gio asked.
"No," Elle was so spooked she did not sign the reply, she spoke. Luckily she followed up the simple word with the action of shaking her heard, making it easier for Gio to follow.
