"MAY GOD HAVE MERCY ON MY ENEMIES CAUSE I WON'T"
DANTE.
We're walking to the car now. Nico's driving—my hand is useless, blood soaking through the towel again. I lean my head back against the seat and close my eyes.
Seven years. Seven years I've been searching for her. And now that I've found her, now that I know she's real and alive and close enough to touch, I'm supposed to just walk away because she's married to my cousin?
No.
Not happening.
I don't care if it takes weeks or months. I don't care if I have to dismantle every wall she's built. I don't care if she fights me every step of the way.
She's mine. Has always been mine. And I'm going to prove it to her.
Even if it destroys me in the process.
"I'll have Luca on a plane tonight." Nico's voice breaks thr
