Lorenzo's POV
Bang! Bang!! Bang!!! Bang!!!!
I shot at the target until I heard a soft click, indicating that I was out of bullets.
"Don’t you think you’ve had enough?" Gio asked, moving closer to where I stood.
"Are you seriously asking me that right now?" I said, opening the empty chamber.
"You're not helping her by acting this way, Lorenzo," he reasoned.
I reloaded more bullets into the chamber, set it back in place, and continued shooting at the target.
The last time I was in a shooting range was when Father beat Mother to an inch of her life and made her lose her baby. He had hit her so mercilessly, like she was a fucking man like him, that she bled so much, passed out, and was rushed to a hospital, where the doctor told us she had miscarried.