When Salvo left without a word, looking pissed off and disappointed with her, she told herself not to cry, but she did anyway. What she did wasn’t easy, but she would rather be far away from Salvo and have him alive than have him die because of her.
She cried herself to sleep, so when she woke up this morning, her eyes were puffy. She had just finished washing her face when she heard a knock followed by a voice she knew so well—her father.
“Just a moment.” She took a deep breath and neatly hung the towel on the rack. She went to the door and opened it for her father. “Dad, good morning.”
He stepped into her room. “What’s good in the morning when the governor just yelled at me over the phone, Iridessa?! What did he say about Salcedo serenading you last night?”
She swallowed several time
