“Ti amo,” she told me as if the words couldn’t bear to go unspoken. “I love you, and I’m going with you.” I laughed. I laughed because we were both crazy and mad and hopelessly lost in this new and wild thing between us, and I didn’t give a damn about the consequences. “Sono pazzo di te,” I told her before I claimed her lips for a bruising kiss. “I’m crazy about you, Elena.
