No sooner had Celeste left the door when she bumped into someone. Turning her teary eyes to see who blocked her path, Marcello's face looked at hers with concern...No a replica of her Marcello's face...Lorenzo! Her husband.
"I'm sorry Lorenzo, I wasn't looking" she whispered, before trying to move in the opposite direction.
Lorenzo stilled at her words. The teary eyes had him shaking with fury at first as he wanted to know who had the audacity to hurt her, but hearing his name on her lips, he instantly knew his cover was blown and that explained the tears.
" Celeste wait" he called desperately, snatching her hand and pulling her against his chest, holding her tightly.
Celeste tried to snatch her hand away from his, her tears running down her face at rapid speed. It had all been a lie, the kisses, the tender way he called her his beloved in that tantalizing way of his, the vows...everything had been a lie.
