Page 311 of Legacy
Ouch.
“Hey. She’s locked up all day, a caged little bird. You—you’re free. You can go wherever you want. Live your life.”
“So long as you’re watching from the shadows,” she says lightly.
Too lightly.
But the words hit deep anyway.
“I’m still a bird. Just tethered.”
She leans in and kisses me, soft and quick; like a habit.
Like she didn’t just brand my chest with something I don’t know how to fix.
“I’ll text when I’m heading home. Will you be here all day?”
I barely hear her. That last word is still echoing.
Tethered.
I nod, then realize what she asked.
“No. I’ll be at the estate, but I’ll be back. Santo and Vasilisa will be there tonight.”
Her brows furrow.
“For Elena’s birthday,” I answer.
Her eyes widen. “I forgot. I need to make some calls, get things prepped.”
She’s getting that frantic look again. I lift my hand.
“It’s handled. I took care of it.”
She freezes. Tilts her head. Chuckles.
“You took care of it—orVasilisadid?”
I smirk. “She’s the second best Amato to join this family. You know it was her.”
“Second best?”
“Only to you, amore.”
She shakes her head and chuckles, that smile lighting up the room. She blows me a kiss before the elevator doors open, and then she’s gone.
Every time she leaves, it feels like a piece of me goes with her.
I shoot a text to Enzo.
‘With your life.’
A reminder.
My wife better be safe.
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