Matteo DeLuca. His name was permanently engraved in my mind. No matter how hard I tried to forget, it wouldn’t just go away. The name of the man who wanted me dead. He wanted to take me away from Damian. And the fact that he was still out there scared me even more. Damian promised he wouldn’t let him hurt me again. I wanted to believe him, I truly did; but now I had more to protect than just this marriage— my unborn child.
I had to do something to protect myself. Damian wouldn't be with me everyday. He goes to work, and sometimes he just disappears for days and I won't see him. Though, it didn't bother me. He was a good man, but I preferred him to be a little bit far away from me. I felt nothing when he held my hand, when he kissed me, when he caressed my stomach whispering to my unborn c
