Dante's POV:
In the 30th week, I returned to the Desert Hotel, where everything had begun.
I needed to retrieve the divorce papers I had left in a hidden compartment inside the safe.
As I passed Bianca's suite, I heard her laughing.
"Of course I drugged his water that first night. If I hadn't made him think we'd slept together, why would he have stayed and blamed himself for what he had possibly done to me?
"The knife was an act too. I told the maid exactly when to call for help, and he agreed to travel with me for six weeks.
"After that, a few anonymous threats were enough to keep him here for months. What an i***t. He's so easy to fool."
I shoved the door open.
It slammed against the wall.
Everyone in the room turned to stare at me.
Bianca's packed suitcase stood beside her, a
