"In the morning, you told me you rejected me because of… something in your family," Sara's voice trembled. "Do you expect me to keep believing lies after you've already confessed so much to my face? You proposed a one-year marriage contract, then said you wanted it to last forever. You want me to fall in love with you all over again. Tell me, Luca… what exactly is going on in your head?"
Her questions hit him like a punch, and his throat went dry. He hadn't meant for the truth to slip out this morning, but anger had ended his restraint.
"Why are you so quiet?" Sara pressed, her brow furrowing. She swung her legs off the bed and stepped closer, stopping right in front of him. Her fingers gripped his collar, shaking him slightly.
