“Why did you do this to me? Why, Tommy, why?” Jane’s voice quivered, laden with anguish as tears cascaded down her cheeks, each drop mirroring her profound distress. Her head swayed slowly, disbelief etched into every line of her face.Tyler, on the other hand, stood rooted in place, his countenance an amalgamation of sorrow and guilt. He carried the heavy burden of responsibility upon his shoulders, aware that his actions had led to Antonio’s current lifeless state. Gazing at Antonio’s motionless form shrouded in white, Tyler’s heart clenched in agony, regret piercing through him like icy shards.“Jane, please try to understand. It’s not as it appears, I promise you,” Tyker pleaded, cautiously taking a step forward, his eyes beseeching her for comprehension amidst the turmoil.“Please, don’t come closer. Please!” Jane lifted her tear-streaked face, tears flowing incessantly as if a floodgate had been opened. Her plea hung in the air, resonating with an intense mix of fear and sorrow.

The news hit Tyler like an unexpected thunderclap on a clear day. Firoenzo’s words, informing him of a Lady Guila’s alleged demise back home, were a sudden plunge into an abyss of disbelief and rage. “What the fuck are you talking about !?” Tyler’s voice cracked with a mixture of shock and sheer disbelief, each word punctuated with an almost primal intensity.His eyes, wide and unblinking, struggled to process the information. It felt as though time had momentarily stopped, the world around him suspended in a vacuum while he grappled with the unfathomable news.“That’s not… that’s not possible,” Tyler’s voice wavered, his steps faltering backward, feeling as if the ground beneath him had turned into shifting sands, leaving him in a disorienting state of free fall.Meanwhile, Fiorenzo’s demeanor morphed into one of sorrowful resignation. His posture slumped slightly, the phone clasped halfway, serving as a tangible link to the devastating news that hung heavily in the air.“We need to g

The atmosphere in the room grew palpably tense as the reverberations of Lady Guila’s cough resonated, causing a collective turn of heads and a ripple of unease. Tyler, spurred by concern, swiftly traversed the space towards Lady Gopa, whose widened eyes betrayed shock while the others remained frozen, their collective gasps lingering in the air.“Grandma!” Tyler’s voice cut through the silence, his urgency evident as he hastened to the scene. Meanwhile, Andrea stood at a distance, an enigmatic figure, his countenance a blend of astonishment and an ice-cold demeanor. The sudden turn of events had left him flabbergasted; he grappled with the gravity of what he had just witnessed. Suspense hung thick, entwined with threads of confusion, casting an impenetrable aura over the room.As Tyler hurried to Lady Gopa’s bedside, Andrea stood in solitary contemplation, ensnared in the web of the moment, his mind racing with uncertainty about the potential fallout if Tyler chose to disclose the trut

Seated in his dimly lit room, Tyler grappled with a whirlwind of emotions, the doctor’s words echoing in his mind like a haunting melody. Lady Guila slipping into another coma was an unexpected blow, a cruel twist in an already intricate tale. The air hung heavy with uncertainty, a suffocating weight on Tyler’s chest, making it hard to breathe.He collapsed onto the edge of his bed, the mattress sinking under his weight as he ran his fingers through his hair in frustration. The room felt suffused with a tense energy, an atmosphere laden with the gravity of the situation. “This is beyond messed up,” he muttered under his breath, his voice tinged with exhaustion and disbelief.The fatigue etched on his face reflected the mental strain he was under. He let out a heavy sigh, the sound an echo of his inner turmoil. Every thought seemed tangled, each emotion overlapping in a chaotic symphony. Uncertain and lost, Tyler sought a moment of clarity, a beacon of hope amidst the storm.As he ponde

“How could you?” Tyler’s voice reverberated through the room, a storm brewing in his eyes, blazing red like smoldering embers. “What have you done to Clara and my mother?”Andrea’s lips curled into a malevolent grin, his features twisted in a haunting mix of brokenness and satisfaction. “Didn’t you crave this, brother?” His voice cracked, a sinister undertone lacing his words. The smile remained, broad and unsettling, revealing the depth of a carefully concocted plan aimed at Tyler’s destruction.The air crackled with tension as Tyler lunged forward, desperation fueling his attempt to stop Andrea from leaving. “Andrea!” His hand clenched around Andrea’s wrist, his knuckles whitening with the force of his grip.Andrea wrenched his hand away, his gaze fixated on the ground, refusing to meet Tyler’s accusatory eyes. “What have you done?” Tyler’s voice resonated, a low growl emerging, bearing the weight of betrayal and impending fury. “If anything befalls Clara or my mother, I won’t hesit