“You scared the fucking shit out of me. Don’t you dare send me away like that again,” she whispers. “Next time, you’re coming with me.” I grind my teeth. She has no idea how hard it was to trust her safety in Stefano’s hands instead of getting her out of harm’s way myself. “Stefano is faster than me, cara.” “I don’t fucking care!” she snaps, and the line goes dead. I lower the phone and stare at it. No one ever dares to hang up on me, and yet, she does it all the time. It’s strange.
