I S A B E L L A
"I have no idea," I answer honestly, my voice quieter than before as I recall the details of last night. “They chased us down until Angelo got tired of trying to lose them. So he confronted them—threatened to kill them—and that’s when they backed off.”
I exhale, my fingers gripping my lap as I glance at Caterina. Her green eyes are locked onto mine, studying me with an intensity that makes my stomach turn.
“After that, I was so spooked, and Angelo… he made me feel safe. Protected,” I admit, and the moment the words leave my mouth, I feel warmth creeping up my neck, my cheeks heating as an embarrassing blush settles in.
I look down, twisting my fingers together. “I just… I wanted to thank him. For everything he’s done for me. Even when he didn’t have to.” My voice lowers
