What if Tiana is innocent? She always answers when I call. She responds to text messages as soon as I send them. She spends a lot of time with Mamma and Zia Giada. The neighbors have seen nothing out of the ordinary. Tiana’s always at home, waiting for me. Not once has she faked a headache to get out of having sex with me. And it always felt real with her. The emotions. The desire. The submissiveness. Ice pours into my veins.
