❦ Rosalind ❦
“And why am I just learning of this?”
The stumble in my heartbeat eased as I squeezed the railing. I concentrated on slowing my breaths to a normal pace.
“To keep you from making a mistake. Your emotions…”
“My emotions are fine.” I emphasized with a hard edge to my tone.
With a patronizing nod, Marcus took another step forward.
“After the Notte di Stelle, I have a plan to end this once and for all.”
“I need to see the footage.” I cut in. No more making decisions on a whim, no more blind trust.
Marcus lost my trust when he kept something as big as the political stakes of the hotel from me. It made me feel so blind, so foolish.
“I wish you could too, if only to ease your mind. But it was on the network only once. Whoever saw it, saw it. Then it burned. You have to trus
