"Which is calling me. So what happened?" I knew, of course. But I wanted her to tell me. To trust me.
"Nothing. It was nothing." A wave of utter disappointment surged through me as she ran her fingers through her hair. Her natural color was starting to come in. A much prettier blonde than her sister's bleached-out look. "I probably panicked over nothing." She turned to face me. "Are you going to stop me if I try to leave?"
Every cell in my body screamed YES! But I shook my head. "No."
My answer must've come as a surprise. She stared at me like she didn't believe me.
"You're free to go whenever you wish." I unlocked the door and stepped back, sitting on the edge of the desk and crossing my arms over my chest.
She took two steps toward the door and stopped. Over her shoulder, she asked, "Are you going to kill me, Luca?"
I didn't answer. I couldn't. "You need to get out of this city, amore. In time, Mario will figure out you’re no longer with me.”
Her eyes searched my face, looking for something she would never find. Always searching. And then she turned and walked out of the office.
I let her go.