Dominic's POV

　　The air was heavy and stifling the instant I stepped back into the room. Leila lay in bed, the soft light breaths sent a contrast to what turmoil roiled in my brain. I watched her sleep, the shallow rise and fall of her chest; at that moment, a wave of guilt rained down on me.

　　I could not envision how Luca had been with her while I fought for my life. The knowledge gnawed at me, some sort of dark parasite digging deeper into my ...