"Generosity is giving more than you can, and pride is taking less than you need."
AVA TROCELLI P.O.V
After Alessa left, everyone scatter on their own. No one stop for a second in that dining room. I was restless as I paced around my room. Whatever happened just now was beyond my imagination.
If it's not for Elenaor, Marcello would have sacrificed our love.
No, he already did that.
He f*****g took that bloody decision on his own. He should have come and talked to me. We should have trusted each other. We would have sat together and think about that problem but he chooses to play a prim loyal son. Oh, the etiquette of his life.
I scowled clcneching my fist. How can I look at him again. How can I trust that man.
He f*****g promised not one day ago, he will make all right.
His stupid
