"Samantha"
I thought this nightmare was over, but it wasn't. Romulo still hadn't forgotten me. And my mother delivered the letter in front of Heitor. I knew he noticed my nervousness, but as soon as we got to my apartment, he asked. It was time to tell him what was happening.
After seeing that Enzo and Clara were settled in and already in bed, I took a quick shower and found Heitor in the room, sitting on the bed waiting for me. I grabbed the letter my mother gave me from my bag and the previous ones from the dresser and went to bed.
I opened the new letter before speaking and started shaking, unable to hold back the tears. It was another threat, and now it was threatening him too. Heitor pulled me to his chest and ran his hands over my back, trying to calm me.
"Can I see this letter?" he asked, and I nodded. He kissed the top of my head and picked up the letter, reading it aloud. "Did you miss me, my black girl? I think you better stop seeing that shitty playboy. You're mine, Samanth