Chapter 96

• •BELLA’S POV•
• The room felt eerily quiet after Matteo and my father left with the doctor. The sterile smell of the hospital clung to the air, making it more difficult to breathe as I sat alone, staring at the plain white walls. My thoughts spiraled, replaying the moment Anthony shielded me from Alfredo’s bullet. The memory was raw and jagged, cutting through me like a blade. How could he do that for me? What was he thinking? My mind was a mess but all I wanted was for him to get out of danger.
• If he died on me…… I don’t want to think that far cause I know what will happen.