Luca
Her words played over and over in my mind.
My beautiful sweet innocent wife, I had never seen that steely look of determination on her face or heard that heartless tone in her voice before but who was I to tell her she couldn’t avenge her mother's death?
Wasn’t that exactly why I had chased after her in the first place? To avenge my own mother? I still was in a way because I hadn’t been totally honest with her and it was starting to eat me up inside.
I hadn’t meant for any of this to happen, I hadn’t meant to have feelings for her and bring the weight and bloodshed of my world down on her shoulders. I had wanted her soft and I was ashamed to admit it even to myself weak. Not hard.
Hell, I needed her to be the opposite of me. I needed her softness but I wasn't about to den
