Merda!
I had it all wrong, didn't I?
Was I the one facing a terrible crossroad? Was I the one who needed to forgive the murderer of my soul mate so I could move on and meet my beloved again in this lifetime? That's why fate brought the killer on my path again? But for f**k's sake, disguised as a gorgeous Japanese artist? A man who sliced away every barrier I had built since Gabe's death and took me on a trust walk. Isamu who swept me off my feet and opened my soul. I slept with him in total surrender. How wrong, how terribly wrong could this be? I could not believe I had fallen into such trap once againover and over again? Twice in my past lives I married rapists. Was I falling into the arms of another? Actually, let me rephrase that: Was I falling into the arms of the same r****t over a
