Escape

ARYA’S POV "What? Why!?” I could barely keep my voice low. Giovanni just shrugged. “We can stay here anymore.” “We can't stay here anymore?" I repeated, my voice rising with disbelief. "But… but we just got here" "We've been here for weeks," Giovanni interrupted. “Besides, this was supposed to be a honeymoon that stretched far too long already. After last night, our position is compromised.” "Compromised?" I stepped closer to the table. "This is the entire reason we came to Italy in the first place! You said that it was for work.” "And you weren't supposed to be involved in any of that," he said sharply, standing to face me. "You were supposed to stay safe while I handled the business. Instead, you nearly died because you couldn't follow simple instructions." I scoffed, rolling my eyes in disbelief. The guts he had was appalling. "I got you information," I shot back. "The name Rivera… that's more than you had before." "At what cost?" His voice rose. "You died, Arya. Do you think that