( In another room)

“You’re not going to hurt her , are you? The girl.”

Camilla’s eyes raked over Rafael from behind, his frame almost calm as he gazed through the fractured window, and the chilly breeze seeped through the cracks.

Her voice barely broke the silence, but it trembled with an emotion she couldn’t quite hide. The way her lips quivered softly at the corners, how her palms got sweaty, he could almost smell the fear.

But he didn’t answer. He moved softly, ...