KATE CONNOR.

ITALY.

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"Damn it, Kate!" he groans as I press the alcohol-soaked cotton against his cheek. The sharp scent of antiseptic fills the air, mixing with the faint trail of dried blood still on his skin.

**"Can't you be more careful?!"**

"Stop whining so much, Eric," I grumble, irritated, even though my hands still tremble while cleaning the wounds my brother left on his face. "This wouldn’t have happened if you hadn’t had that brilliant idea to leave Violet alone in th