Michaela’s POV.
It has been a few days since I’ve been back and I’m walking better now that I have begun to heal. I have slept a lot and eaten my weight in food. The Devil’s have only allowed my dad and my zio to see me. Which I’m grateful for, because I hate being surrounded by people who only want to know what happened.
“Mic, I have something to talk to you about,” Gino says as he feeds me some soup. I blow on the liquid on the spoon and open my mouth. I did tell them I was capable of feeding myself but they would have none of it. So they take turns at mealtimes. So right now it is lunchtime and Gino is on feeding duty. Luc was on breakfast duty so that means Marco is on dinner duty.
“What is it?” I ask after I have swallowed the warm chicken soup down and look at him as he spoons mo
