“The trees and the grapevines are bare. Each day, the air gets colder and the landscape grows more lifeless as winter continues its descent upon Ravine Creek. In my heart, I echo these drab and dreary visions. The life has been forced out of me and replaced with a chill. The memory of warmth is distant and unrecognizable. I’m living a lie. I’m not in love with my fiancé, I can’t let myself love the man I belong with, and I’m afraid to leave. Stefan tries to understand my moods. He attributes my ...withdrawal to the loss of my mother. I feel that brutal loss, too, but that’s not why I refuse to let him make love to me. It’s because I don’t want anyone that close to me ever again. Anyone except Enzo. At some point, I know I’ll have to give in to Stefan. I’m his fiancée, after all. I’m just not ready to face that farce yet. I can only think of Enzo. Of his passionate and loving face lingering over mine in the darkness of his hotel room. Of his dejected and lost expression when I caught him watching me dance with Stefan the night we returned from Michigan.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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