The Scarletti Curse

She loved the way he loved her.

beautiful you are. I love you.

“Ti amo,” she said softly, meaning it. The words were embedded in her soul for all time.

He had treated her as an equal. That meant more than any gift he could have given her.

“I am most happy I looked upon you and recognized you immediately. You were meant for me. I knew you were. I feel it in my heart.”

I hope I always take the shadows from your eyes.”

I looked at you and knew I would have peace with you. You would give me peace.”

“I had to look at you. I could not take my eyes off you,” he admitted softly.

For one timeless moment his eyes met hers. There was pride there, respect, and something far deeper and richer that turned her heart over.

You are my heart and soul.”