Married To A Monster
He stared at her then—eyes wild, haunted, broken.
“Can’t you see, Zara? We’re cursed. You and me. Everything we touch turns to blood. My family destroyed yours. Yours destroyed mine. Don Enzo’s dead, your mother’s missing, Adrian’s being hunted, and all because we fell in love.”
Her voice cracked. “That’s not love’s fault.”
“It’s ours,” he said quietly. “We’re the curse.”
He pushed his chair back violently and stood, pacing to the window, his back to her. “Maybe this is what we deserve.”