Chapter 35 - Chapter 35 : Choice of Despair and Hope

When Nina slammed the door behind her, an oppressive silence engulfed the room. The sound echoed, amplifying the darkness around me and the turmoil inside me. Each passing second dragged me deeper into an icy solitude. I found myself once again alone, tied to this chair, vulnerable and trapped in a place where even the smallest noise seemed to reverberate endlessly. The pain in my bruised wrists shot through me with every attempt to move, and my ankles, bound by ropes, throbbed under the pressure. But no physical pain could match the anguish infiltrating my heart. Leo. My son. My baby, innocent and defenseless, was in the hands of Nina and Moretti. This was no longer just a matter of survival—it was about saving him, no matter the cost.