Chapter 48 A Pipe Dream
- SASHA’S POV
- “It’s way too late!” I stormed into the living room and slammed the papers he’d handed me onto the table. “What do you think I am, some wide-eyed freshman? I was eighteen when we screwed everything up,” I snapped, switching to Italian so Noah wouldn’t understand.
- “Sha, it’s been a while, but it’s not too late,” Uncle Vincent said gently.