*Elio*
Finally telling Cat everything felt like a weight had been lifted off of my chest, but as relieved as I was to finally stop lying to Caterina, I was equally worried about what our lifestyle was doing to her. How could I keep her from worrying too much when she knew that our family’s lives were in danger every day?
I reached out and pulled her in for a long hug, breathing deeply to try and soothe myself with the smell of her perfume. ‘She’s safe,’ I thought to myself. It had become my daily mantra for the past four months. I just had to keep her safe.
After letting her go, I turned and pulled a small handgun from our bureau. Our bedroom was filled with guns hidden in safe places, but I supposed I would have to do something different once the baby came. I wanted both Cat and myself to be able to defend our home from whomever would dare to threaten us, but the idea of my baby stumbling upon a loaded gun made me shudder.
