Chapter 133

The sound of doors closing makes me turn my head towards the entrance to the hall, seeing when the passage is sealed by a couple of men who were not here before.

Feeling the danger, I poke Dante with his arm, but he coughs again, leaning over, and when I ask if there is something wrong, he doesn't answer. The lights go down suddenly and I can't see your face anymore. Applause begins and a characteristic song announces the entry of someone on stage.

"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. A little word, please.”

I hold back a tremor when I turn towards the stage and see Jonathan standing next to the event organizer, smiling widely. He can find me easily, throwing his dark eyes on me as a silent threat. The man thanks us for attending the festival, talks briefly about the previous years and receives a much less warm round of applause by giving the word to his guest.

For a moment, only the sound of coughs fills the silence, and Jonathan's gaze falters in paying attention