Things had been rough. I had to strip myself to the bone to figure out who I was. My life had revolved around chasing after my father then there was saving my husband. Lyle wanted me to see who I was underneath the need to protect others.
It had taken three very long months, a lot of arguments and tears to feel as I did standing on the balcony in our apartment gazing over the flickering lights of Dublin. The royal blue sky looked as calm as I was inside. I knew who I was now, I was at peace with my actions, I had simply accepted that I couldn't change the past.
Lyle had taken over his Uncle Renzos' business leaving Matteo to run things back in London. I don't know what happened when they had been taken by Fuller but they now had a mutual respect which was almost endearing to see. I still
