(VALENTINO'S POV)
I can't believe what I just heard.
For a few seconds I actually think my mind is playing tricks on me. That the grief and desperation have finally gotten a hold of me.
Because there is no way that was her voice.
But it was.
I slowly turn my head toward my brothers. Raffaele is staring at me like he's just seen a ghost. Angelo's eyes are wide, and his mouth is hanging open.
They heard it too.
"Krystal," I say, my voice rough, almost breaking. "Krystal, is that… is that really you?"
There's a beat of static.
Then her voice comes through my earpiece again.
"Yes, it's me."
So many emotions explode inside my chest all at once.
Shock.
Relief.
Joy.
I let out this disbelieving laugh that sounds half-crazy, half-hysterical.
"You're alive!" I breathe, my hands actually shaking. I look at Raffaele and Angelo, grinning like an idiot. "She's alive!"
