Riccardo Pov
As I stood close to the glass wall and looked out the window, I couldn’t help but feel as though I could still see her fleeing the wedding. In spite of the passage of a month, I continue to carry that memory with me.
Are you angry?
I will locate her, and I will bring her back into my arms. No, anger is consuming me like a wildfire with its intensity. I had the impression that someone was taking away my rights from me.
When she took her first step back, I was this near to her, and now I regret not having grabbed her arm when she did so immediately.
It is not that I have not found her; rather, I have not yet attempted to do so.
mostly due to the fact that once I do discover her, there will be some fresh instructions and guidelines for her.
She was the one who brought this
