Chapter Nineteen – Reflection
The shards of glass glisten across the bedroom floor, as Marco hangs his head, defeated, as something akin to shame washes over him. Closing his eyes to centre himself, he finds it is of little use as each time he tries, all he can visualise is the hurt and disgust in Eva’s eyes.
The question’s burned inside him, like a hot poker, What was he doing? Why does he care? she is just a woman, but he cannot sake the feeling she is more than that, a lot more. She is the girl who at a tender young age on just fifteen made her plans and outwitted not only him but his father, something nobody had ever achieved, yet she did it. The girl who made a life for herself, and was successful in fulfilling her dreams, the girl who grew into the amazing woman she is. Kind,
