His eyes harden.
“Guilt.”
I cannot answer.
Despair consumes me as I watch Lorenzo use my own history against us.
The guilt I felt over Alexandra takes on a new shape when he openly declares my punishment.
But the worst thing is not what he does.
It is realizing he only possesses power over me because I gave it to him.
It was not to restore his trust.
I did not agree to marry him and surrender to every moment of passion between us because of simple desire, lust, or s*x.
I did not share my history merely to show him who I am.
I did none of those things for the reasons I believed.
From the moment I detonated that bomb at Giacomo’s house until this instant, when we are both threatening one another’s lives, everything I did regarding Lorenzo was because I fell in love with him.
And
