Chapter 35

ANDREA'S POV “Andrea, you should get some rest.” I shook my head, my eyes never leaving Matteo and Luca for one second. “I'm never leaving their side, ever again.” “They're safe,” Zayne whispered, placing a hand on my shoulder. “Beck is dead. No harm can come to them now.” I sighed. His words were fact, but they didn't feel true. The idea that I had almost lost my babies was like a huge weight on my chest that refused to lift. I had been careless with them, and they’d been taken from me. Never again. I’d moved to a new hotel far away from the old one and checked in under an alias. I would do whatever it took to protect my babies. “Andrea,” Zayne pressed, "it's almost midnight, and you've had the shittiest, longest day ever.” He was right. I was exhausted—more emotionally than physically. So instead of leaving to my own room, I stood, and climbed into bed between Luca and Matteo. They hadn't woken since we left the hospital. The doctors hadn't wanted us to leave, but all the test result