Chapter 267

• Allesio’s POV
• The buzz of the conversation around me faded as I stared blankly ahead, the voices becoming a dull hum. Alaric was talking about something—some issue with the Cruz family, I think—but it didn’t matter. His words blurred into the background. My mind was somewhere else entirely, a place I didn’t want to go but couldn’t stop myself from falling into.
• I clenched my fists under the table, the memory creeping in like an unwelcome guest.