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“Take your hands off my fiancée.”
“Touch Vivian again, and I’ll kill you.”
“I love you, Vivian. More than I could ever hate your father. And more than I ever thought I was capable of.”
“You and me,” Dante said. His eyes held mine. “For real this time. We can make it work. That is…if you want to.”
“Give me time, mia cara. That’s all I need, besides you.”
I’d lingered in that damn coffee shop for almost two hours on the off chance I’d see her. She went there every day, but her timing varied depending on her workload.
“Not could, mia cara,” I said, my voice low. My reflection stared back at me, taut with exhaustion and self-loathing. I hadn’t slept properly in a week, and my appearance suffered for it. “I am desperate.”
“I’ve never had to…pursue someone before, so perhaps I’m not doing this right. But I wanted to hear your voice."
“It’s the truth,” I said. “Your clothes are here. Your memories are here. But you’re not here, and I…” I dragged in a shaky breath and pushed my hand through my hair. “Fuck, Vivian, I didn’t think I was capable of missing someone so much. But I am, and I do.”
“I don’t want anyone,” I said fiercely. “I want you. Your wit and intelligence, your kindness and charm. The way your eyes crinkle when you laugh and how your smile makes the world tilt just a little bit. I even want the disgusting food combinations you put together and somehow make taste good.”
And I’m selfish enough to hope you’ll see how much I don’t just want but need you. Today, tomorrow, and all the days that come after that.”
“Per te aspetterei per sempre, amore mio.” “Spero non ci vorrà così tanto.“
