Only now did she realize that Roman was all she wanted. All she needed. All she would ever need. Angelica longed for him, to be held in his arms and comforted, to have all her tears wiped away by his perfect kiss. Even though he had slept with Mariah, Angelica knew she still needed him. Though she abhorred the thought of her brother being with another girl, she knew she couldn't be without him. But I messed it all up! She started to cry again. How could Roman ever forgive her for what she'd done with Leo - what she let him do to her? The guilt was overwhelming, overpowering...