Chapter 41

—Do you think I am capable of deceiving you? —Bianca, of course not, and yes, I know you doubt me because I wasn't a saint when we met. But now everything is different. You are my girl and the mother of my daughter.
Being angry was only good for others so I wouldn't give anyone the pleasure of seeing me upset out of jealousy. I felt we were being watched so I smiled and kissed him casually, I don't want to be reckless and get carried away by my emotions that don't let me think and analyze what's going on around me.
—Mrs. Bianca, young Eros, would you like something for lunch?