“Nope. I’m non-negotiable,” Giulio says cheerfully, heading over to the bed. He lets himself fall backward onto it. “You can’t get Vanessa without me. Package deal. We’re married, after all.”

I take a deep breath as cell phone cameras start to click and make other noises, and I’m glad that the veil hides the fact that I am downright terrified. I don’t even know why, though I remember Giulio’s ominous words leading up to our first wedding.

"Have you thought for even one second I would let you go? Because if yes, I haven’t terrorized you enough."