Brianna’s POV
The morning comes too quickly.
I wake to the echo of absence, the cool side of the bed untouched, the sheets already neat as if he had never been there. My heart twists before my mind even catches up. I half expect to hear his low voice in the hall, to feel the gravity of his presence pull me toward him like it always does.
Since Matteo put one and two together, his been distant. He wants nothing to do with me more than before.
I rise, wrapping my robe around me, and step to the window. Guards pace below, their movements precise, disciplined, but even they seem muted under the weight of the silence that hangs over the estate. Somewhere in the courtyard, I hear Luca barking orders, the rumble of engines starting, preparations for something.
It is Giulia who tells me the
