Silvio’s POV

Rage,that was all I felt.

And most of all, guilt. Every single part of me was consumed by guilt over how I had treated her, and even worse, how I had snapped at her.

I loved her. I loved her so much. I knew it had been hard for her back then, but I guess I hadn’t listened to her. I hadn’t given her a chance. If I had, none of this would have ever happened. And now, I was stuck trying to make things right.

I had no idea where to start. Making her hate me seemed like the only way to make it right. If she...