Rosette's Point of View ~~~
"What did you just say?"
My voice came out smaller than I wanted. My feet stilled and my hand curled around the edge of the hospital bed as I stared at Cesare—his frame leaning casually against me as his words still hung in the air.
He didn’t flinch. Didn’t blink. His smile didn’t falter either.
"I said," he repeated, his tone maddeningly calm, "we're finally alone."
I gaped at him. Then laughed—loud, bitter and hollow.
"You’re insane. Actually, clinically unwell. Do you know where you just came from? You were in a goddamn police station, Cesare. Minutes ago. On the verge of being charged with attempted murder. And that's what you have to say to me? That we're finally alone?"
He pushed off and took a single step away from me, his gaze locked on mine.
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