Chapter 175

　　Giovanni's Perspective 　　The sky was low and ominous, with dark clouds churning and cascading over one another, as if foretelling the bloodshed to come. I stood at the mountaintop, gazing coldly into the distance. Inside, I was as restless as the stormy heavens and the earth beneath. 　　Tobias's news cut through me like a cold blade, severing everything in my heart. I couldn't believe that she had really left. 　　"What do you mean, she's gone?" I managed to ask, though my voice felt uncharacteristically strained. 　　"She left." Tobias's voice echoed in my ears, sounding distant, as if from another world. 　　His head was bowed, his body tense, bracing for the wrath he knew I was about to unleash. 　　I admit, the moment I heard the news, anger flared up in my chest like a roaring fire. My fists clenched, knuckles white with exertion. I wanted nothing more than to rush out, drag her back, and demand to know why she insisted on leaving me. But another, quieter voice of reason began to creep i