Talia’s POV
True to Don Lorenzo’s words, I was kept here in this room for such a long time that I couldn’t count how many days had passed since I last stepped out. I’d earlier thought he’d be willing to forgive me and maintain our somewhat cordial relationship but the past few days have shown that he was a cold-hearted man.
My eyes brimmed with tears for the umpteenth time and I wiped them away. I was tired of crying because it wasn’t going to change anything—nothing would except I would be successful in my attempts to request an audience with Don Lorenzo.
I heard the door unlock and I bolted out of bed immediately. It was the same guard I’d been seeing since I was locked up. He never said a word to me and his movements were robotic.
He placed the tray on the table and turned to lea
