Chapter 57

• My heart still raced frantically as I distanced myself from Dante's office. The conversation with him had cast a dark light on the nature of the situation, and I struggled to reconcile my emotions. The mansion felt silent and claustrophobic, each corridor echoing with the tension that built up between the walls.
• I decided to confront the man whose actions had triggered this nightmare. With determined steps, I ascended the stairs toward Don Salvatore's room. The doors were open, indicating that he was inside. His weakened condition wouldn't prevent the fierceness I knew resided within him.
• Upon entering, I was met with Don Salvatore's serene countenance, starkly contrasting with the turmoil I carried within.