Dante’s pov

I didn't excel at using words. I could bargain, intimidate, direct. With just a glance, I could shatter men and reshape entire spaces to my desires simply by changing my tone. But what about Lia? Words always felt inadequate. Perhaps that was the issue. I had dedicated so much time battling for her, for our relationship, that I lost sight of what it meant to simply… love her. To jog her memory. To demonstrate it to her. This evening, I planned to resolve that. I discovered ...