Serena truly believed her eyes would never meet with Paolo again, and yet, there he stood less than twenty five feet away from her with his tail between his legs and those doe eyes filled with regret. But there would be no collection of words in an phonentic arrangement that would be worthy of earning her forgiveness. It was something that acted as an unspoken rule to them both as either of them were able to speak the first word until Serena had reached the end of her patience with him gawking at her; pale and exhausted.
“If you wish to add insult to injury, you are too late.” His eyes suddenly darted around the room as he took in the sight of the bloody rag upon the floor, the absence of a child, and the look of despair ever present on her drained expression.
“Where is the baby Serena
