What Have I Done?

Arianna's POV

I was shattered within. I couldn't believe that Starr was really the monster Giovanni had described. Such dark past and now I had to watch my back carefully for the fear of my life?

Perhaps Giovanni really sought for my safety, perhaps he was the only one I knew who cared for me and for my safety.

I took him for granted, and while I held him tightly, I could feel the sincerity that laid deep in his heart beat, the way it gently beat against his chest that caused me to see pass the distance he covered to seeing the love which had fueled his actions.

"Arianna.." he called to me, his words soft and pointy, hitting me hard at the right spot where I could feel the emotions which drove the words.

He held me by the chin, his fingers light as feathers and as soft as a baby's bottom, giving me the comfort that I needed.

I could feel his fingers brush against my skin, brushing against my eyelids where my tears had flowed from. I gently allowed myself to be free in his arms, let