Alvise

Author's Pov [Trigger warning: Mentioning of torture and blood]

Amelia's oldest brother, Alvise lay on the wall with chains around his ankle and wrist. He was only wearing a worn-out sweatshirt with nothing above. His whole body was covered with brushes, blood, and mud. His eyes were closed and his chest was hardly moving clearly showing his lack of oxygen intake.

Amelia runs towards her brother and tries to take off the chains but nothing. The metal chains make a sound, making Alvise groan. Amelia gasps when Alvise opens his eyes. His were bloodshot red and when he opens his mouth to say something, blood comes out. Amelia cringes at the sight of blood but nonetheless takes her brother's face in her hands.

"Alvise...oh god. I am so sorry" Amelia whispers, tearing up even more. Never in her life did she think that she will see such a sight. Her brother was there, covered in blood and it was all her fault.