I followed him into bed, slipping beneath the covers on the same side and relaxing into his body when he pulled me snugly against him. “I’d always known there was a competitive element to my relationship with Dante, but I never imagined it was grounded in something so ugly,” Filip said as we lay in the dark. He had to be just as shocked as I’d been, and I was glad he felt comfortable talking it through with me. “He told me your family had killed his parents after his uncle killed your mom.” It was awkward to accuse his family of such an act, but the subject needed to be aired. His chest rose and fell on a deep breath. “I wasn’t old enough to witness what happened and draw my own conclusions. I just know what I was told. No one was innocent, and my father definitely had a lot of blood on hi
