CHAPTER 42
RELENTLESS
The next morning, Elena flinched at the sound of a door knock as she was filing away her portfolio collection of designs into a large plastic bag. She set it aside in a corner of her bedroom and headed over to the front door. Swinging open the door, she drew back at the sight of Francesco, his hands drawn through his hair, his face pale, with dark circles under his eyes. He managed a smile that didn’t touch the guilt in his eyes.
“Can I come in?”
Elena shook her head. “Please leave. I have to get to class soon or I’ll be late.”
“But you’re not due in for another hour. We have time.” He leaned in to kiss her, but she moved back. “What’s wrong?”
As if the bastard didn’t know. Now he was pretending to be all innocent. More lies! How could she ever think he was this
