Until I saw with my own eyes what he did for Carmela Valenti.
Then I understood. All that devotion he'd shown me was nothing but a screen to hide the feelings he could never let the world see.
My voice came out flat. "The line of people waiting to congratulate you stretches from one end of Aurelia to the other, Dominic. You won't miss me."
His brow furrowed. "Three years apart, Serafina, and this is what you have to say to me?"
I let my gaze drift across his face, calm as still water. "Oh, one more thing. When you find the time, send our betrothal contract back to the Corsetti family."
Dominic froze.
He stepped away from the vehicle and nearly stumbled on the curb.
"What is that supposed to mean? Explain yourself."
I had no interest in explaining anything to him.
The only thought in my head was to get as far from here as possible.
Girls swarmed around Dominic, closing in like a tide. Two of his soldiers shifted uncomfortably, hands drifting toward their waistbands, unsure whether to hold the crowd or hold their boss together.
I seized the chance and slipped away with Giulietta.
She squeezed my palm. "You don't want him anymore, Serafina?"