Dear Damiana,

I wish I were back in Naples, so I could hold you and tell you not to listen, and that it's just voices, and calm you when you get violent, but I'm here in Cologne, and I can't come back. The best I can do is write that I am still your brother and that I still love you and hope that you're in the right frame of mind to understand that when you read the letter. This is true, no matter what the voices may tell you. I know it's hard, but there's Satan in the world as well as God, and you need to stay strong. Please. Please stay strong, and don't hurt anybody. Please.

Amore, as always,

your fratello,

Francesco

A/N, sorry it took me so long to continue this. In the next chapter, there'll be more interactions with Alesandro and Katarina, then maybe a time-skip.