"Everyone called me Mrs. Moretti," Sophia said. Her voice trembled at first, then rushed. "You put the necklace on me. You agreed to the photograph. You helped me choose rooms and came to the consultations. Even when Erin objected, you told me not to worry."
She took a step closer.
"Now she's gone, you're blaming everything on me?"
Luca didn't back away. Too much of what she said was true. He could expose the threatening letters, but he couldn't deny that every decision had been his.
His silence brought a little hope back into Sophia's eyes.
"She doesn't belong in this family. She cares about all those little things. She can't even understand why you'd protect me. You should have someone beside you who understands you."
"Those little things were her life."
At last, Luca spoke. Sophi
