About loving herself.
Because I knew I’d never loved her well enough…
And that was why she had to leave.
Part of me didn’t know how she walked out.
If it had been me, I’m not sure I could have left her.
I had to hand it to Cat…
She was a hell of a lot braver than I ever was.
The night dragged on like it would never end…
And then it did.
The sun came up…
Cold morning light glowed through the window…
And I forced myself out of bed.
I had to.
After all…
I was getting married today.
I took my tuxedo out of the wardrobe. The same one Niccolo had told me,You’ll need it to get married in.
I wanted to take a straight razor to it.
Rip it into shreds and burn it.
But I put it on all the same.
Maybe they could bury me in it.
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Caterina
After the chapel, I ran back to my room at the bed and breakfast. I sobbed openly in the streets.
People looked at me in concern as I passed, but I hid my face and ignored them.
As soon as I was back in my room, I texted Alessandra.
I did it. It’s over.
She immediately called, and we cried together.
I told her everything Valentino had said –
Including the part about Isabella.
“She’s GAY?!”Alessandra gasped.