I’d been loyal to Falcone too, but it had been a different kind of loyalty. I would have died for Falcone, because I had never before cared if I lived or died. But now, now I wanted to live, and yet I’d gladly give my life for Cara, so she could be happy. “And I love them,” Cara said softly. The word ‘love’ from Cara’s lips did something to me, I could not understand.
