"Promise me you won't keep anything from me. I want to know what you know when you know it," she says when I wash her back. "I promise, but you have to promise me that you will try to stay as calm as you can. For your sake and the little ones." "I will try, but it's hard to stay calm when some f*****g pervert thinks he has a claim over me. We need answers and fast." "And we will get them. We just need a little time," I answer, and she sighs and rests her head on my chest.
"I am so tired of this bullshit. Angelo is f*****g dead, but he is still haunting me and trying to ruin my life. Why did I have to be the object of his hatred?" "He was a sick man, and he just hated how perfect you were. That's on him. He is gone, and he can never hurt you again. As for the s**t he left behind, we will
