Page 56 of The Prizes We Win
I haven’t been able to kiss him. To touch him. To hold him in all the ways I’ve been dreaming about in secret.
I haven’t had enough of him. Not yet.
Not ever.
Lorenzo Santoro can’t die. Because if he dies, then a piece of me will die with him.
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Sebastian
Iwatch as Dante pulls Enzo from the back seat of the G-Wagon and carries him into the elevator.
I watch as his chest barely rises and falls with each breath as we make our way up to our floor.
I watch as tears stream down Joe’s face as she pleads for him to live.
I watch as the doctor cuts the rest of his clothes off to see the full extent of his injuries.
And I watch as one of the loves of my life lays lifeless on the dining room table. The same one we’ve all sat at as we’ve built our family.
He can’t die.
Lorenzo Santoro can’t die. Because if he dies, then a piece of me will die with him.
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Josephine
“Please, please,please,wake up for me. Let me see those pretty green eyes,” I beg as I hold his hand while the doctor treats his injuries.
“Please come back to me.” I look at the end of the table where Dante, Luca, and Sebastian each sit. All of their faces are pale and exhausted. Harper and her guys stand behind them, all of them refusing to leave until they know he’s going to be okay.
I turn to look back at him. Back at my Lorenzo. “Honey…” I raise his hand to my lips and kiss it gently.
“Please don’t die. You can’t die on me. You need to live for me, Honey. Forus.”
Lorenzo Santoro can’t die. Because if he dies, then a piece of me will die with him.
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Enzo
Ican’t feel the pain anymore. Everything stopped hurting a long time ago.
Now the darkness is just trying to swallow me whole.
I’m slipping away.
I’m slipping further and further away from them. From my family.
I can’t die.
If I die it will break them.
I refuse to be the reason my family breaks.
I can’t die.
