ROSALINDA.
He lied to me. Antonio f*****g lied to me, and I couldn’t even believe that I actually fell for it. I should have known better.
“You lied to me.” I called him out with rage burning furiously within me.
“I—“ he trailed off, raking his fingers through his hair frustratedly.
After a while, he blew out an exasperated breath, then turned to look at Oliver and completed losing the rope that was used to tie him around the chair. It seemed like he had started losing it before I went in, though.
Returning his gaze to me, he muttered. “I was about to let him go. He is free to go.”
“You lied to me.” I seethed again as I began to close the distance between us. "Antonio, you lied to me.”
“What was I supposed to do?!” He suddenly snapped.
My eyes narrowed as I gazed at him, my nose fl
