“She’s your wife. You can do what you want,” Luciella replies, her eyes glassy. “Don’t make this harder than it already is. I’m not mad, I promise. I know all of this is out of your control.” He releases her arm and shakes his head. “I tried to call the wedding off.” “I know.” He goes to take a step forward again but stops himself. “Please tell me you believe I didn’t go near her.” “What I think doesn’t change things, Sebastian. I’m not angry with you. I just… I need to go.” Luciella glances at all of us, a tear slipping down her cheek. “I’m going to go to my room.”
