Chapter 12 Do You Love Him?

• "Do you really want to marry him?" He finally asked, his teeth clenched, after I could feel the strain in my neck.
• "Isn’t that what you wanted? When Angelo proposed to me, wasn’t your frustration because I hesitated? I said yes, and now you’re unhappy—what’s your problem? Isn’t this what serves your purpose?"
• He let out a cold laugh, his hands sliding down from where they had been pressing against the seat beside my ears. We were now almost touching, and the proximity was unbearable.