CHAPTER THIRTY
For their last meal in Verona, Keira and Cristiano chose an intimate, candlelit restaurant overlooking the Piazza Bra. In the distance, the Arena, Verona’s ancient ruin, was lit, providing an otherworldly and stunning backdrop.
Keira chose king prawn tagliatelle, while Cristiano opted for a porcini mushroom risotto. He also selected the most gorgeous wine that complemented the food perfectly, and flowed in copious amounts. Keira was grateful for the alcohol, because she certainly needed the confidence to bring up the topic she had been avoiding for so long.
The waiter came over to clear the table, and they ordered their last gelatos. As he left, Keira leaned across and took Cristiano’s hand in hers.
“I need to speak to you,” she said.
Candlelight danced in Cristiano’s d
