“Why are you toying with me like this?” Tears spring to my eyes and my voice is almost a plea. Luca walks directly in front of me, the tip of my gun pressing to his chest. He’s not afraid of me and never has been. He wipes my tears away carefully and I’m frozen beneath his touch. I’m in shock. Broken into tiny pieces.
“Because sweetheart. I’m going to be the one to help you pull the trigger.”