So there was little point in telling him that she did not want to be managed, or situated, or foisted off on the imbecile son of a drunk who would sell his family’s good name away for the right price, or for the forgiveness of some gambling debt. She wanted someone to look at her the way that Papa looked at Mama, the way that Luca looked at Antonia. She wanted to be valued, not tolerated, and not even Papa could buy her that.
