ELODIE'S POV~
Nonna wanted Dante to pay attention to me. To show some care. Even just a little.
But I didn't need that anymore. I didn't even want it.
I kept my eyes away from Dante, and let a small smile settle on my face. "Nonna, the food will get cold. Let's eat."
She looked at me and sighed.
"You," she said, shaking her head. "Always covering for him."
She thought I was protecting Dante again. Thought I was deflecting because I didn't want to hear her scold him on my behalf.
That's what I'd always done before. Every time he ignored me, every time Nonna called him out, I'd smooth things over. Defend him. Make excuses.
My old habits.
But that wasn't why I'd changed the subject this time.
I just didn't care anymore.
What was the point? Nonna could pressure him all she wanted. C
