“Larra!”
Fabio almost had his jaw dropped when he realized it was me who had come in, not Ian.
I stared at him with pain in my eyes. My tears welled up and they wanted to roll down my cheeks, but I did my very best to control them and never let them fall.
My gaze found the part of his chest where I stabbed. It was now aided and bandaged.
He realized I had looked at his wound and he looked at it, too, with a soft expression on his face.
“Nothing to worry about. I’m okay and I’m now recovering…” he told me gently.
There was no single contempt in his voice despite the fact that I was the one who caused him that wound. He was not mad at all.
I looked away and uttered coldly, “Ian had told me everything…”
“What do you mean?”
“I know the whole truth now, Fabio. The whole truth!” I met h
