**Stefano’s POV**

The drive to the other hospital felt like a slow descent into another part of hell. My knuckles were white as I gripped the steering wheel, my mind racing. On one side, I saw the image of Elena’s blue lips and her cold, still body. On the other hand, I saw the ugly reality of Lucia’s betrayal.

Lucia made everything worse by going to Raffaele. I could never forgive her for it.

She had played her final card by calling Elario, the one man who still saw her as a sweet, ...