Come after me

Viviana's POV

The cool night air hit like a slap.

I stepped out of the ballroom and leaned against the stone railing of the terrace, the city of Florence flickering beneath me like a fever dream. My breath came in shallow pulls, the silk of my dress suddenly too tight, like a hand was closing around my ribs.

Still my wife.

No.

No, I couldn’t think about that.

Not when every part of my life with h