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Me:I can’t go on like this. Can you?

Caro Mio:It was too much for you, wasn’t it? I’m sorry, I should have—

I shake my head, ignoring whatever he writes next.

Me:That’s not it. It was perfect. It was beyond perfect. It’s all I ever wanted. That’s not what I’m saying.

Caro Mio:What are you saying?

Me:I want more. Don’t you want more?

When he doesn’t reply, tears begin to sting my eyes.

Me:You don’t?

Caro Mio:Of course I do.

Me:Then let me see you. Let me go to New York and see you. I’ll find a way. I just need you.

He goes quiet once again.

I start typing his name, then delete it immediately.

Me:Caro mio, don’t you want to see me? Be with me, too?

Caro Mio:More than words.

Me:Then let’s do it. Let’s find a way. Living in this limbo is killing me. Isn’t it killing you?

Caro Mio:Yes.

Me:Then it’s settled. I’ll make some excuse to my parents and fly to New York as soon as possible.

Caro Mio:No. I’d never put you in that sort of danger. I’ll come to you.

Me:When?

Caro Mio:Are your parents still throwing a party for their anniversary next week?

Me:Yes.

Caro Mio:Then we’ll be together then. I’ll come to you.

Me:Promise?

Caro Mio:I swear we’ll see each other that day, sweetheart. You have my word.

One week.

I can handle one week.

I have to.

Chapter 24

Annamaria

Nineteen years old.

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