Emma’s POV:
I’ll deny this until my last breath, but I actually choke up at the sight of Matteo.
I grew up in the kind of environment where the only constant was that nothing lasts. I’ve known people who — given the choice — always end up choosing anything but me. Hell, my own Dad picked gambling and drinking over me. My family was never the dependable type — I know I’ll be there for them whenever they need me, but I never expect them to do the same.
Matteo, though.
Every time I think, this is it. He’s not going to come back for me this time. He’s going to walk away. And then he surprises me in the best way.
I’ll never get used to the feeling that comes with being his priority. The feeling of safety. Security.
Love.
I don’t even think before throwing myself into his arms, clu
