Romano’s  hands fell from her shoulders before he shrugged with an air of disinterest, which contradicted his urgency of just seconds ago.

"Why not now? Now's as good a time as any." Romano was back to being remote and icy and Eliza shuddered involuntarily.

"It's much too late, Romano," Eliza whispered, wrapping her arms around her slender frame.

"I may be trapped in this marriage, but I want nothing to do with you! The very sight of you makes me sick to my stomach, it disgusts me."

"There's ...