They each took a seat. Eve stayed silent for a moment, breathing in the fresh air that spring had brought them. It no longer felt moody and dark, instead May had brought them sun and warmth.

“You know, Angelo always said our kids would never have arranged marriages.” Lucian winced at her words. “So, when you came along and I stood behind silently, I knew Angelo would be so angry with me. I prayed and prayed that he would forgive me.” She looked up at the sky thoughtfully for a moment. “But now, I think this was his doing.” She turned to face Lucian. “I think he sent you here...