Chapter 87
- The hours dragged on in the dim room, where silence became my only company. My wrists were raw from the ropes used in tying me up.
- Austin.Fanstama
- The name echoed in my mind, alongside the face I thought I knew. It had been hours since he’d revealed himself as Fantasma, the ghost who had orchestrated everything. My kidnapping. The chaos. The pain Matteo and I had endured.