Faust
I rubbed her hip. "You don't mean it. You're angryand you have every right to bebut I'm asking for your forgiveness. I shouldn't have left you here alone. I let my temper and jealousy get the better of me. If there had been any way to get to you last night, I would have tried, but the wind was too strong."
She slapped my hand away. "I don't believe you, not after you said the separation would be good for both of us. What the hell did that mean?"
"It meant I was angry, Francesca. I was trying to spare you my temper. But I regretted leaving the second we took off."
Nonsense.
I will never lie to you. I am many things, most of them terrible, but I am not a liar.
If you regretted it, then why didn't you come back soon?
I had to stick to my decision. Changing your mi
