Chapter 51 If We're Meant To Be

Vincenzo's POV

"Why the bloody hell is she still not awake!?"

"I told you, it'll take time."

"It's been two bloody weeks! How much more time is there!?"

Charlotte sighed, crossing her arms and turned her head up to glare at me. Scoffing, I stormed away from her, walking back and forth in my office, the glare that's been marring my face for the last two weeks didn't feel like it was going to go away any time soon.

"I'm not the one that stabbed her with a sword."

"You're not the one that woke her up from a 300-year nap either," I glared at her and she shut her mouth, turning to look at the ground.

"Look, clearly everyone's on edge because Eleanora's not opened her eyes for two weeks and at this point, it's uncertain if she'll even open her eyes-"

"Don't talk like that," Charlotte snapped at Maria.