Chapter 122: 17 Hours?

Elena Vázquez

I walked around the kitchen to grab a glass of water and drank from it as I leaned on the counter. Once I was done, I slowly walked back to the room.

To be honest, the more I was tied up in the house, the more depressed I was becoming by the day.

Last night was a blur as all I remember doing was crying myself to sleep. After I got back from the warehouse with Vittorio, or rather afte