Manon
I could just say yes. I could. But I won't.
He sighed. “I never told anyone that I didn't want to be the Don. I never told anyone my real feelings about this whole situation. No one, but you.”
Why am I considering this? I'm inviting him to convince me. He's so good at that. Do I want to marry him? Is that what this is?
“Really?”
He nods. “I just...Manon I...I...”
I squint. What is he trying to say?
“I'm....cautious.”
He's... cautious?
He buries his fingers in my hair hiding his face in my neck.
“With you I...I put you through so much, but not because I didn't want you. I was... cautious of you getting hurt. Like Deena.”
“I was cautious of you leaving me. Cautious of me getting attached and that attachment being severed. Cautious of you. For you.”
My jaw drops. “Niccoló,”
