Chapter 85
I walked Tomásso downstairs, knowing he had to leave us already. I may have felt lighter that he knew everything, but I was still sad that he couldn’t stay longer and be with us. I’ve always loved Tomásso—more than the others. I really loved Max, but Tomásso was old enough to listen to my problems and give me the kind of advice that a ten year old couldn’t give. “Tommy!” Rowan yelled out as she bounced on the couch like a bunny. Simón’s suit jacket was draped over her shoulders, and I couldn’t help but smile. I’m sure her being half naked made him feel uncomfortable. Or maybe he didn’t want me to think he would ever cross the line with her. Never in a million years would I think that Simón would cross that line. He’s obsessed with me. But then again, I thought Ramón was obs
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