"My love... you see?" he said, stroking my hair. "I swear, I just want to help you. Sometimes... sometimes I feel like you're slipping away from me."
He said it like someone complaining about a flickering light.
“It scares me,” I whispered, lowering my eyes. “I don’t want to lose control.”
Diego took my hands. His fingers were warm. His voice, perfect.
“Then let’s do this right, my little wife. I want to protect you… legally. Just in case something happens to you someday, just in case… you know. The house, the villa, your accounts. I don’t want anyone taking advantage of you.”
There it was.
The door he expected me to open on my own.
“Legally?” I asked, feigning innocence.
“We can sign a power of attorney,” he said gently. “Just in case. Nothing bad. It’s for your peace of mind. I love you.”
I nodded like a weary woman.
