~Anne's POV~
For the first time in a long while I felt good. Things were good with Riccardo, and it felt as though I had crossed a whole new bridge with James. I was still in awe, still surprised by his confession and everything that had happened. I never would have guessed that James felt that way about me, not even in a thousand years. And it made me wonder just how long he's had those emotions, how he'd coped whenever I said anything about other men, and how he'd coped.
Perhaps I was a bad friend for not being able to figure out his true emotions. But unlike me, James was really good at hiding his emotions. And after his confession, I felt like there wasn't any need to hide anything from him again. He already suspected that I and Riccardo had something going on, and he was clearly okay with that. It was only right that I was honest to him, I owed him that much.
"About me and Riccardo…"
