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He lowers his head and presses my hand against his forehead. “I don’t know what I would’ve done.”
“I’m here. So are you. We’re alive. That’s what matters.”
He lifts his gaze to mine. “What happened, it’s tearing me apart.”
“Me too, but I’m not ready to talk about that.”
“You don’t have to,” he says, his eyes bright with a sincere light. “When you do, I’ll be here to listen.”
“Let’s not waste any more time.”
Determination sets in his beautiful features. “I’m not going to waste a second I have with you.”
“In that case, ask the doctor when you can take me home.”
His expression darkens. A moment passes before he asks, “Where is home,cara?”
I don’t hesitate. “Wherever you are.”
ChapterThirty
Sabella
The doctor only signs my discharge the next day. I’m impatient to get home, to start again. To live.
Angelo carefully helps me into an SUV with plenty of leg room. Considerately, he didn’t take his sports car. I would’ve had to fold my body double to get in. I don’t ask where we’re going. It doesn’t matter. Whether it’s the old or the new house, I know he’ll stay with me. We’ll be together—him, the children, Heidi, and me. It’s all or nothing now. I’ll never settle for less again.
I’m not surprised when he pulls up at the old house.
He switches off the engine but doesn’t get out from the car. “I hope this is all right.”
“What?”
“The house. I know I made bad memories for you here. But I reckoned you’d rather be here than having to stomach the new house.” He drags a hand over his head. “Fuck. I made bad memories for you everywhere.”
I lay a hand on his arm. “I don’t need you to make memories for me. I can make my own.”
“With me in them?” he asks with a hint of vulnerability.
I smile. “You’ll definitely have a place in my memories.”
“Happy ones?”
“If it depends on me, yes, but it takes two to tango.”
Possession flashes in his eyes as he cups my knee. “I’m going to work hard on that goal.”
The kids come charging from the house with Heidi in tow.
“Sabella,” Sophie exclaims.
Smiling wider, I open my door.
“Careful,” Angelo says, hurrying to get out of the car. “Sabella is still mending.” He makes his way to my side with long strides. “It’s better not to hug her yet.” He grabs Étienne who’s already climbed onto the footstep of my door. “Definitely don’t jump into her arms.”
“We made you presents,” Sophie says, jumping up and down.
“You did?”
