Diego's POV

“You made a promise,” Davina reminded me, catapulting me back to the present. “Or have you forgotten?”

“I don’t forget, Davina. Even when I try, I don’t forget.” I rubbed the back of my neck. “I’ll admit that Carlotta was just a piece in my chess game. Mafia business and all that. But that was a long time ago. She’s no longer a pawn. She matters.”

I saw something then: a little whirlwind of insecurity spinning through Davina’s eyes.

Whatever doubt I’d ...