**Elena’s POV **

Something was wrong. I could feel it vibrating in my bones.

I stalked across Stefano’s bedroom, my steps uneven and restless. My hands were locked together, fingers twisting and pulling as if I could wring the truth from my own skin.

For months, this room had been off-limits to me, a forbidden territory I was never allowed to enter. Now I stood in the middle of it, surrounded by the private pieces of a man I was only just beginning to understand.

The room was big, bigger ...