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Sometimes, it felt like a scream was trapped in my throat, one that had been struggling to get free for the past twenty-two years. It had a voice, a body, fiery red hair, and a heart of steel.
“I hate you.” “I think about you.”
“Some men, Gianna . . . can’t feel their own music, let alone other’s.”
Mamma’s gaze grew wet, like mine. “Dance to this”—she pressed her hand to my heart—“whenever and however you want.” “Whenever I want?”
opened my mouth. Closed it. His eyes darkened as he took in my expression. “You forgot my name.”
I later did my homework. His name was Christian. But it didn’t matter. It would be three more years before I’d ever see him again.
Why did love hurt worse than pain?
One day, you’re going to be a little heartbreaker. What a terrible fate.
She was put on this earth to aggravate me, to humble me. I didn’t know a single damn man who wished to be humbled.
“You know what?” Ace lifted a shoulder and turned to me. “What the hell.” His fist collided with my jaw.
He rubbed his jaw. “We’re having lunch at Francesco’s tomorrow to go over wedding plans.” “And what?” I said, amused. “Gonna see if they can do a quick switcharoo for the other sister . . . or something?” His eyes narrowed. “Or something.”
This no-alcohol-and-drugs vow was working out just fine— Val stopped nearby and shook a pack of cigarettes at me with a raised brow. “Oh, thank God.” I set my punch on a random table and followed her out the door.
“I didn’t expect you to be one to celebrate love,” I said. “That’s not why I’m here.” “Oh? Are you who they hired to supervise the children?”
“I don’t like you at all. Let me out.” Why had I thought this was a good idea? There were so many ups and downs with this man it made my head spin.
“Though, just a tip for the next unlucky woman you screw, I would have preferred a box of chocolates over your shitty Plan B pill.”
For better or for worse, this was the life I’d been given, and I was going to make the best of it.
He was cool, icy control. But something burned hot beneath the surface. Something shrouded by ice for so long. I wanted to watch it melt. To unravel him until I understood every layer.
