“Did you just say you love him?" I asked as I felt Dario growling inside me wanting to be let out.

“Yes, you heard me right,” she said as she folded her hands glaring up at me.

"Is this some kind of sick joke? Is something wrong with your head?”

"Absolutely not, I'm going to say it again, I love him,” she said and I stood there watching her in confusion and anger.

How could she be in love with Dante? Is it because he threw himself in the dungeon for her? Nobody asked him to play the hero. Nobody asked him to play any fucking hero.

“So you're trying...