"What are you waiting for?" He asked calmly, too calmly. I was holding a damn gun to his head. "Come on shoot me!" For the very first time my hand began to tremble. Come on Val just pull the trigger. It's no different than the other times. But it is different a little voice at the back of my head kept taunting me. Oh hell. Did I like him? Was that why I couldn't bring myself to put a bullet through his damn head? At the back of my mind I knew the answer was yes. Yes, Valentina Moretti actually learned to love, and at the worst time possible.