Fallon
The admission catches me off guard, and for a moment, I can’t find the words to respond. The weight of his confession hangs between us, adding another layer of complexity to an already tangled web. “Milo…”
“I know it’s complicated,” he interrupts. “I need you to understand I’m not just doing this for Leone. I’m doing it for you, too. I need you to be safe, to be with us, to be with me.”
A lump forms in my throat as I grapple with my thoughts. “I don’t know if I can be that person, Milo.”
“You’re asking the impossible of me. Leone is incapable of love. He’s capable of control, possession, death, and God knows what other atrocities— not love.”
Milo shakes his head, a frown creasing his brow. “That’s not true. Leone loves me. He loves Rocco. You don’t know him like I do. The thing
