"You can't break me Santino. I won't let you. I've lost enough. I will not lose me too." Her breathing staggered. Her brain laid just a slushy mush located in the void of her skull. Her heart beat with the rhythm of the lie that so fluently left her tongue. He had already claimed her soul; her heart. In his violent, blood soaked hands, that seemed clean to the untrained eye. He was her demise. For he was the breath that blew out her candle. Extended Summary In book.