I nodded stiffly, looking to the horizon but she caught my cheek and turned me to look at her. “Se io sono la luna, allora tu sei la forza che mi sostiene,” she purred. “What does that mean?” Sin blurted, stepping close and smiling between us. “It means ‘if I am the moon then you are the force that holds me up’,” Rosalie translated then flicked Sin on the chin.
