"He was bad. He smoked, he broke the law, he drove too fast for his own good. He didn't care because no one taught him how to. But when it came to her, he wanted to be the best man. He couldn't bare the thought of her being hurt by him... or by anyo...
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𝐀𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐝𝐧𝐞'𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐯
I must've cried myself to sleep because when I awoke, I was curled up on the floor by the door with dried blood on my lip.
I forced myself to get up so I could shower and then I stood in front of the mirror and cried as I stared at my bruised and busted lip.
The door was still locked and the sunlight had just come out. My bedroom door only opened when one of the kitchen staff dropped off my breakfast.
I ate my food in silence while silent tears fell down my face and onto the floor. The tiniest bit of hope hit me when I realised the person that dropped off my food, forgot to lock my bedroom door.
I knew my mother would be furious if she knew I got out and the kitchen staff would get into trouble but I needed to see Nico and I assured myself I would get back before she knew I even left.
I rushed to put on a dress and a cardigan because it seemed to be a little chilly outside and then I managed to sneak out without anyone seeing.
The whole train ride all I could think about was what I should and wanted to say to Domenico. I need him to know that I don't want this to be the end of us.
I need Domenico to know that I stood up to my mother and told her that I was in love with him and wouldn't marry Henry.
I'm afraid of what my mother will do and I'm afraid that Domenico will realise that I'm not worth all the hassle.
But I know Domenico always has been the one to fight for us and now I know it's my time to show I can fight for us too.
I now stand outside of Sergio Romano's mansion in awe of how big and beautiful the place is in person.
My heart is racing with fear at all the possible outcomes but I force them down and slowly make my way to the front door.
I press the doorbell and bite my lip nervously before I wince in pain and touch my lip when I remember why it hurts.
The door swings open and I'm taken aback by the tall, stunning blonde woman that stands in the doorway looking down at me.
I don't know who this stunning woman is but she can't be Mr Romano's fiancé because she only seems young.
