*Alessandro*

I slipped from the bed early the next morning. I didn't want to disturb Rebecca from her sleep, she needed the rest. She was breathing evenly, deep, slow breaths that reassured me she was okay. After seeing the wound to her head, I had worried half the night that she might have a concussion and wouldn't wake back up.

But, she was okay. We were okay.

I'd received updates through the night about my other people. Sofia's hand was one of my greatest ...