Ginevra
My shoulders slump defeatedly and I’m about to cry as Tommaso walks towards me with long strides. Taking a step back, I have to force myself to keep standing and not to run back out down the hallway.
Oh, what I would give to get away from here.
His happy face morphs into a displeased expression swiftly, before he regains it. I look at Ruggerio shortly before lying my eyes back on my fiancé. His expression is so gruesome that it pains me. Taking another step to take my hands in his, Tommaso sighs, feigning happiness.
“Finally, I get to see you again. Didn’t you miss me, my dear?”
Feeling like my skin is going up in flames as if his touch was giving me a terribly icky rash, I take a deep breath, trying to steady my voice.
I gulp before I force a smile and a “sure.” up my throa
