Luca
“Can you call my daughter back in now Luca?” The woman on the screen had changed, she was still as beautiful as I remembered but older now. She looked softer but her voice was anything but soft. “I would like to talk to her alone”
I narrowed my eyes at her. That was the last thing I wanted. I had no control of the conversation if I was out of the room and I desperately needed to control where their conversation went. I had too much to lose.
I didn’t see any threat in her face. She didn’t suspect I knew who her daughter was when I married her, that was one thing I was pretty sure she couldn’t hide. And why would she suspect? I had been just a boy when she had run, and cost my family everything.
For a second hatred rose up like bile in my throat, She was the reason my mot
