Dumbfounded, I moved away from the headboard and stared across the room and to the closed door. Sandro just left me on my own to go back downstairs and checked the situation. My parents ordered him to take me up here. I must have been startled to even protest. I just let Sandro guided before all he*ll broke loose. I don't think I will have regrets about hurting someone at this point now but I do not want to be physical, too. Dad promised in a whisper that he'd take care of the situation. They were stunned, too. Dad, Mom, Aunt Beatrice, and Sandro. Dad roared his anger and frustration at Brianna and Mom had to urge me to come with Sandro upstairs. "This is not a good joke, Brianna! Stop these lies! Stop—" "It's true, Tito! Had it not been for me begging for everyone to let him go, I