Chapter 67

• “Scars, how could I have forgotten about them?” Damiano smiled weakly, staring at the ground beneath his dark eyes. “It’s funny it took so long for you to ask about them,” he replied.
• “I didn’t want to be intrusive,” Victoria countered.
• From the moment her eyes had seen Damiano’s bare back, Victoria knew that something terrible must have caused the marks now permanently etched into his skin. Thus, she couldn’t help but be careful when questioning him about something that seemed so sensitive to the older man.