REINA
I kept thinking about what Tessa had said earlier, and I still didn’t want to believe there was even a small chance Paolo might be gay.
He hadn’t touched me the way a husband should... God, I knew that. But that didn’t mean he was gay.
Maybe he was just… Paolo. Cold. Reserved. The type who saw intimacy as a distraction.
We’d gone on dates, charity dinners, even a few business auctions together. He’d never once flirted with anyone, man or woman. His attention was always fixed on deals, stock reports, or whatever message pinged on his phone.
So, no. I refused to believe it.
Tessa was being Tessa... dramatic, caring, and probably a little overprotective.
“s**t, I don't know what to think anymore. This whole gay s**t is stupid. Paolo can't be gay.” I muttered under my breath, bit
