Cesare: Topic: Monsters
"My sister called me that. A monster." Cesare tiredly rubs his face with a cashmere sleeve. "Prego. I mean, seriously. Do I look like one?"
Shaking his head, he mutters under his breath, "When it was all for the best, really. But I, her own brother who loved her best. A monster."
The notion is ridiculous.
Shaking his head, he mutters under his breath, "When it was all for the best, really. But I, her own brother who loved her best. A monster."
The notion is ridiculous.