Evelyn Harrington spoke next.
“Mr. Salvatore, this is a family matter.”
Damian’s reply was cold.
“Then why did you bring lawyers?”
Silence.
You stood from the hospital bed despite the pain.
Your mother reached for you.
You moved away.
Wrapped in a robe, bruised and weak, you walked to the doorway.
Leonardo saw you.
His face changed instantly.
The anger vanished.
The performance began.
“My love,” he said softly.
Your skin crawled.
“Don’t call me that.”
He looked wounded.
The nurses nearby watched.
So did the security guards.
Good, you thought.
Let there be witnesses.
Leonardo took one step forward.
Damian’s guards blocked him.
Leonardo lifted his hands.
“I just want to talk to her.”
“You had months to talk,” you said. “You used your hands instead.”
His eyes flickered.
Only for a second.
But you saw it.
So did Damian.
Evelyn’s mouth tightened.
“Valeria, you are confused. You fainted. You’re overwhelmed.”
You looked at her.
