~ Niamh ~
Massimo walked into the lobby, his presence instantly shifting the entire energy of the room, with Bianco following right behind him like a shadow.
I was up on my feet immediately, before I even realized it. My body had reacted completely on its own before my brain could even process what was happening, and I had to plant my feet firmly on the ground to stop myself from walking straight toward him and throwing myself into his arms.
What in heaven's name was wrong with me?
When did I start becoming so relieved and happy and emotional at the sight of the man who had ruined me, leaving me with a son to raise all on my own?
I gritted my teeth tightly, a wave of anger washing over me at my own pathetic weakness, even as my eyes took in every detail of Massimo's appearance.
