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And so he, too, pulled out what he had hidden in a secret safe.
His wife was in shock as he took her journal and gave her his in return.
"Shall we read it together?" he asked quietly.
She was crying again as she nodded, and she was crying even harder when she finished reading what he had written.
"Oh, Renzo."
He got to his feet just in time to catch her as she threw herself in his arms.
"I don't think I'll ever deserve you."
"Then you're an idiot."
She laughed and shook her head.
"Oh, Renzo."
Her voice caught.
"I love you, so, so—-"
The rest of her words disappeared in a kiss that bound their souls as one.
He couldn't yet give her the words, but what he could do now was show her.
I love you.
Because love was the reason he was the only one able to pin her against the wall—-
I love you.
And have the right to take her in a way that she would have found terrifying if it had been any other man.
I love you.
I love you.
I love you.
He still couldn't give her the words, but he knew she heard it from his soul and felt them with every possessive thrust of his body.
I love you.
I love you, Gazelle.
And I will never stop loving you.
Epilogue
MY FAMILY ARRIVES AT our home en masse, and as soon as everyone finds a seat, Lorenzo doesn't waste any time playing the video file saved in the memory card I got from Viktor.
The CCTV footage is obviously taken from an underground gambling den, and a tall, dark-haired man has just come up to the cash cage with a tray of chips.
"The date stamp is four months ago," Cesare observes broodingly.
This means Giancarlo isn't yet missing...but the thought only makes me feel even more nauseous for some reason, and I realize why as a conversation takes place between the money handler and the man waiting for his payout.
