Joanne felt utterly overwhelmed.
Everything was piling on at once—her business, the media smear campaign, Luca's family, and worst of all, Jeffrey.
A few days ago, if someone had asked her, she would have boldly declared that she hated him.
But now…
Did she?
She could end this right now—throw him out, push him away for what he did in the past. But when she searched her heart, she couldn't find the strength to doubt him.
If he was pretending, then he had to be the best actor in the whole fucking world.
Or… was she just desperate for love?
No, it was more than that. It had always been more than that.
Jeffrey was her sore spot. A raw, unhealed wound. A soft spot she could never quite let go of.
If his love was real—if what he was showing her now was genuine—then did she really want to throw it all away because of past betrayals?
