"WHAT IS LONGING IF NOT MADNESS, WITH A RIBBON AROUND IT'S THROAT?"
(FLASH BACK 7 YRS AGO)
Dante's POV - Age 21
She's sleeping in my arms.
Sofia. My Sofia. The most beautiful thing I've ever seen.
Her dark hair is spread across my chest, her breathing slow and even. One of her hands is resting over my heart, like even in sleep she needs to feel it beating.
I can't stop looking at her. Can't stop running my fingers through her hair. Can't stop marveling at the fact that this incredible woman chose me.
Tonight was... perfect. More than perfect. She gave herself to me completely, and I gave her everything I had in return.
I love her.
God, I love her so much it terrifies me.
I've never felt this way about anyone. Never wanted anyone the way I want her. Never ima
