End Me, Mend Me
For the first time, Damien's expression darkened in front of me.
"Evelyn, let me handle this. I won't let anyone hurt you again," he reassured me.
"I want to ask him something in person," I said, my voice calm but firm.
Damien stayed silent for a long moment, then finally nodded.
The meeting was held at the Blackwood estate study. Corleone sat in a high-backed chair with a commanding presence. A flicker of surprise passed through his cloudy eyes when he saw me enter with Damien.
"You would rather give up the family's legacy for a woman?"