Cristiano's POV
I am staring at the fire in front of me. I hardly listen to what the men around me say because I am fighting with myself. On the one hand, I want to take my father's advice and fall in love. On the other hand, I do not know if I am ready for love. I do not want to lose the one I love to one of my enemies. My father says he had the best times with my mother. He will never exchange his moments with her for anything in this world. But is it worth all the pain that he went through when he lost her? The only woman that I trusted, I shot tonight. I killed my grandmother, who raised me, because I could not trust her anymore. I found out she was the worst person in the world and trusted her. What if I trust the wrong woman? I do not believe I can trust myself in judging women if I
