His Gilded Cage

This time, Dante no longer danced around the issue. "Genevieve, we're living under the same roof. We'll see each other every day."

"So, that's what you want, huh? To push a friend away even when you're redeemable at the moment? Do you want us to drift apart in the future for you to finally give up?"

"That's not what I mean." He took a step forward and held her shoulders firmly. His voice was deep.