I'm ready to fight for us

JUDE POV

My breathing had slowed as I read Josephine’s letter to me. I couldn’t move; I could only stare down at her last words. I wasn’t sad about losing her. I’d never had her to begin with. She’d been Andrea’s, even after his death. I felt a deep sadness over what this meant for Daniele and Simona and a raging madness toward the people who were responsible for this mess. Toward her parents, who’d forced her into a marriage with me, even though they’d known the truth. It was incest. Their love had been doomed like ours, but her parents had let me run into an open knife and hadn’t warned me when I allowed Andrea to spend every day alone with my wife.

A knock sounded, but I didn’t react. The door opened then. Faro slipped in and appeared beside me. He said something, but his words were muffled. He took the letter from me. I let him. It didn’t matter if he read it.

“Jude!” He shook me hard, and finally my focus snapped to him. Behind him, my father leaned heavily on his walking stick,