Third pov
Everything happened so fast, one moment she was staring at the delicacies being dropped on the table and the next she heard the piercing screams of the waitress.
She had not even had time to register what is happening and the next she sees the fork flying towards the already terrified waitress.
Without thinking or wasting time she does something even her brain takes time to analyse.
She gets in the way of the waitress and she sees it flying right towards her eyes, she waits with her heart thudding widely in her chest as the thought of losing an eye totally makes her immobile.
Raffaele's brain registered her face a minute too late as the only option he had at that moment was lowering his hand so the hit landed on her shoulder.
Deep and painful as a sharp scream escapes her lips.
That is only what she is able to let out as she staggers, losing her balance and almost falling into him.
