**Elena’s POV**

My phone felt like a block of ice against my palm. I stared at the screen until the words began to blur into a dark, ugly smudge. Lucia’s message was a trap, and I was already falling into it. “If you tell him, you will never know the truth about who you truly married.”

What did that even mean?

Was Stefano more than a man with too many secrets and a dangerous name?

My heart pounded against my chest.

I shook my head and dragged in a slow breath, but it didn’t help. My ...