Emma’s POV:
The news doesn’t really sink in, not at first.
Not when Nico, ashen-faced and tight-voiced, tells me we’ve got to go now, Matteo’s been shot, he’s in the hospital.
Not when we find Mara sitting in the waiting room, her clothes, her hands, her face, all of her covered in blood as she mechanically tells us what happened.
Not when I’m sitting on one of the uncomfortable hospital chairs, my arms wrapped around a sobbing Aria as I comfort her.
Not when I’m watching Nico and Luca alternate between barking orders at their men and staring desperately at the operating room doors.
Not even when the doctor comes out, paler than I’ve ever seen him, and tells us Matteo’s being put in Intensive Care, that they did everything they could and now the rest is up to him.
It doesn’t f
