Chapter 242

• Enzo
• The soft, tender skin of Sera’s back was red, and welts had risen where Luigi’s belt had struck her, mostly on her right side, from her shoulder blade down to her hip. And since I’d already killed the man responsible, all I could do was stand there and vibrate with rage that anyone would do this to her. He had no fucking right. Sera was not his. And the only thing that made me feel the slightest bit better was knowing that now she never would be.
• With effort, I tore my eyes away from her abused skin. The water in the tub was getting too high, so I walked over and shut it off. Then I found some Epsom salts under the sink and poured some into the hot water. There were no open wounds on her that I saw, just bruised skin with raised welts, so it should be okay. When I was done, I held out my hand. “Come on.”