Tabitha’s POV
The morning sun filtered through the sheer curtains, casting a warm glow across the room. I stood by the window, a cup of coffee cradled in my hands, gazing out at the sprawling estate below. It had been weeks since that night—weeks since I had fully stepped into Fabrizio’s world, and in that time, everything had changed.
The scars on my body had faded, leaving behind only faint reminders of the pain I had endured. But the real transformation had happened inside me. I had emerged from the darkness stronger, more determined than ever. Fabrizio had been by my side every step of the way, pushing me, challenging me, and now, I could feel the shift in our dynamic. I was no longer the timid girl clinging to his protection—I was his equal, his partner in every sense of the word.
