Ignazio
For a moment I thought she would go through and kiss me until she looked away, uncertain.
I knew I had put her in that position, because of how I left things after our time together in Rome.
As I gazed into Danica's eyes, I knew I owed her an explanation. My withdrawal from her a month ago still lingers between us.
"Danica, I know I left without a word," I began, my voice low and rough. "But I had to. You were... are... so innocent, so pure. And I'm not a saint. I'm a hard man, with hard desires. I didn't want to taint you with my darkness."
Her eyes searched mine, seeking answers. "What darkness, Ignazio?"
Her full attention was on me. I was having a hard time concentrating with her so close to me.
I clenched my jaw, hesitant to reveal too much. I don’t know what she wou
