*Olivia*

I looked up at Giovani with tears in my eyes. He was holding me so tenderly, and I so badly wanted to tell him what he wanted to hear, but I just couldn’t. I had to be honest with him. Even if it meant breaking his heart.

“I don’t know,” I whispered, unable to bring myself to say the words too loudly. “I don’t know if I can handle this life.”

Although he didn’t pull away from me, Gio’s face hardened slightly, and I could tell he was ...