A Desperate Confession

ALESSIA'S POV

Rocco stayed where he was, perched on the edge of the bed, keeping space between them.

"Viviane, you're drunk. This isn't the time."

"No!" She grabbed his hand, holding tight. "I need to know. I've waited so long, Rocco. So long."

My breath caught.

"When my sister died..." Viviane's voice cracked, tears streaming down her face. "I gave up everything for you. Everything. I raised