Elena's Pov
Angelo's question hung in the air. I had been thinking about it throughout the night. Did I really like Russo?
He wasn't so bad as a husband. I believe we could make great friends, and so far, that theory seems promising. Russo has been kind to me. At first, I thought he just had pity for me, but he doesn't. He actually treats me like a normal, living person.
He treats me like someone without scars.
And I really love that.
I think I do like him—but not in the "I'm swooning and might have a huge crush on my husband" way, but in the "this is a great guy" kind of way.
"When would we add the sugar, mamma?"
I smiled. Nera has always had problems identifying salt from sugar. I drained the potatoes from the pot and mashed them in my mixing bowl. I was making cuddrurieddri today
