Harriet’s POV
I hesitated, staring at the screen as it vibrated on the bedspread. Sandra’s name lingered there, a reminder of the world outside this moment, a world filled with rules and expectations. Gino's steady gaze anchored me, even as uncertainty flickered in the back of my mind.
“No,” I finally said, determination creeping into my voice. “I don’t want to.”
“Good,” he replied, relief washing over him. He took another step closer until there was hardly any space left between us. “Harriet, stay with me right now. Let’s talk about this. About us.”
I swallowed hard, my heart racing, feeling the weight of his words. This was a pivotal moment, one I had both longed for and dreaded. Could I truly let go of the fear that had burrowed itself into my bones?
“Gino…” I started but he inte
