Chapter 33 Elio

• Mia
• The party was a cacophony of noise and movement. People laughed, drank, and danced, they all had the nerve to look fucking happy, drowning in their dark world and crimes. They were probably all just as bad, if not worse than Lorenzo.
• "Fucking smile." I said nothing. I didn't move, but my vision went black for a moment when he jabbed his gun into my side again. He pressed it hard. My eyes fluttered. My stomach lurched. "I said smile, bitch."