Chapter 92

LORENZO'S POV

I looked everywhere for Enzo and saw him lying still on the bed. A cry got stuck in my throat until I saw his chest move up and down. He was still alive.

Mother stepped in front of me and grabbed my arm. A silver knife flashed, and I jumped back. Pain burned through my hands and face as the blade cut me. I hit her, scratched her, screamed, and fought. Then she stopped, and I smelled