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“Get off your knees,” he snaps. “I don’t have to do anything.”

“Please Elio…”

“Shut up!”

He reaches down and grabs my arm, hauling me up. He shakes me once, and I flop like a doll in his strong grip. Despite his obvious anger, I don’t feel anything.

All I think is about my daughter.

“Why would I take you anywhere? Why would I do anything for you when you’re spying on me? Is this part of the plan, Caterina? Spy on us? Ruin us again?”

“Elio…” I hear Gia say softly.

“No,” he seethes. He looks livid, and I don’t blame him.

But I don’t care. He can rage at me all he wants.

If he takes me to my baby, I’m happy to bear the brunt of his rage.

“Elio. Let her go. You’re hurting her,” Gia barks.

Elio looks at where his hand is wrapped around my arm and lets me go. I collapse down, knowing that my arm will bear a handprint-shaped mark there.

I don’t care.

“What do you want with me, Caterina?”

I look up at Elio.

I take a deep breath.

“I need to go to Shamong.”

“What in all the hell is in Shamong for you?”

I shut my eyes.

“Our daughter.”

8

ELIO

At first,the only word I hear Caterina say is daughter.

A blind rage fills me. I picture Caterina giving birth to another man’s child. Pregnant with another man’s child.

Being filled with another man’s child.

The betrayal stabs into me, even though logically I know that Caterina isn’t mine. I let her go five years ago, and that’s all that matters.

But she had another man’s child.

There has been another man in her life.

Nothing makes me angrier.

My blood feels like it’s roaring in my ears. I blink, because the image in the room is swimming in front of me. Caterina’s eyes are filled with tears, and she’s back on her knees again.

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