"His... wife?"
Sienna's voice came out strangled. The word felt wrong in her mouth. Impossible.
Catarina's smile didn't waver. "I know. It's quite the shock. Dante really should have mentioned it before flying you across an ocean.
"She moved past Sienna into the foyer. "Come. Let's sit down. I'll explain everything."
"I don't want to sit down." Sienna's bag was still in her hand. The door was still open behind her. "I want to leave."
"And go where? Back to the airport? You just spent eight hours on a plane."
Catarina turned, her expression softening slightly. "Please. Five minutes. Let me explain before you run away. Dante would never forgive me if I let you leave without hearing the truth."
The truth. As if there was any truth left that could make this better.
But Sienna's feet w
