Erica's POV

I was dumbfounded. He stood there, at the door staring at me. He refused to move.

My heart was trembling. I had to go. I couldn't stay any longer.

“Dante, move out of the way."

“No. Not until you say what I asked you to say, Erica. If you really want to leave, tell me, make me believe that you would rather spend your life with Lorenzo than be with me.

I opened my mouth but I felt it clamp shut. I couldn't lie. I had exhausted all my lies. Any more and my heart would shatter to pieces.

His bright green eyes stared into my soul. My...