Romano's POV

I sat silently in the backseat of the car, my gaze fixed on the screen, the cool breeze against my face contrasting sharply with the turmoil inside me. My jaw tightened as I fought to suppress the wave of sadness crashing over me, Alex's words echoing in my mind like a broken record.

The pain of his words cut deep, a sharp knife cruelly impaled in my heart. My chest felt hollow, as if someone had scooped out my insides, leaving me just a shell of who I once was. My hands ...