Carpathian 10 - Dark Symphony

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    He rubbed his shadowed jaw. "Justine is going to marry me. She was pretty angry with me, especially that I would think she would sell out our family, but I convinced her. It helped that I look pathetic right now."
    Antonietta sighed. "She really hurt me, Paul. I trusted her, and I depended on that trust for my confidence. She took that away from me."
    "I took it away. You know how I am. Tasha, talk to her, she always listens to you. This is important."
    Antonietta felt Tasha's sudden stillness. "You do, Toni. You do listen to me. I always matter to you."
    "Silly. Of course. I love you. Your opinion has always mattered to me. You know how I think and feel. You know what's important to me. What would you do? I love Justine, but I don't know if I can forgive what she did."
    Tasha laughed softly. "Toni, don't be an idiot. You forgive everybody, everything. That's just how you are. You couldn't carry a grudge if your life depended on it. Not with family.
    Whether you like it or not, Justine falls under the family umbrella, so no matter what, you're going to forgive her. You're hurt, not angry. There speaks undoubtedly die voice of true wisdom." Tasha sounded self-mocking.
    "Great, Tasha, you're not entering in the spirit of the thing. I wanted to wallow in self-pity, and you're not letting me."
    "It isn't your style."
    "I'm going to ask you both a crazy question. Do either of you ever feel strange, like there's a beast inside of you, trying to get out?"
    "Like a cat," Paul said. He rubbed his arm. "Sometimes I itch, and I feel an incredible power."
    "And all your senses come alive," Antonietta added.
    "I don't feel that way," Tasha said, "but I can speak to Paul telepathically. We've done it ever since we were children. I can't with anyone else but him."
    "You never told me."
    "Only because I didn't want you to feel left out." Tasha sighed softly. "Do you really love Byron, Toni?" There was a catch in her voice.
    "More than I ever thought possible. I can't imagine my life without him."
    "Where does he want to live? What does he do? Do you know anything at all about him?"
    "He works with gems. He has his own money. We will have to take trips to his homeland, but we'll reside here at the palazzo. He can make his jewelry here. He'll travel with me when I tour."
    "How did you know for certain? Aren't you afraid?" Tasha looked down at her hands. "I always marry the wrong man."
    "You marry for the wrong reasons," Antonietta replied softly. "You know going into the marriage it's wrong for you."
    "I really like Diego. I really do, Toni. He makes me laugh, and I feel good about myself.
    He talks to me like I have a brain. We've spent quite a bit of time together, just talking. I'd like to meet his children. But what if I can't be married to a man like him?"
    "You mean a man who isn't wealthy?"
    Tasha waved her hand exasperated. "It isn't the money. I'll have plenty of money in time.
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    I can borrow money from you if I don't have it. He would expect me to be a wife and mother. Full-time. I've never done anything full-time."
    Antonietta laughed. "Tasha, you don't have to be anything but yourself. You spend most of the day with Margurite and Vincente. You watch Nonno like a hawk, even when it makes him crazy. I hear you pushing chairs in when I'm walking because someone else was careless and left them out."
    "I detest giving orders to the servants."
    "I doubt if Diego has servants."
    "I have to have servants, Toni. Certainly he wouldn't expect me to do the laundry." She shuddered. "The thought of touching dirty, smelly clothes is awful. But I did love cooking. I took that gourmet course, and I was really good. Cooking was fun. Sometimes Enrico let me cook in the kitchen, but I know Alfredo would never let me."
    "For heaven's sake, Tasha," Paul burst out. "Afredo doesn't own the kitchen, we do. If you want to cook, tell him to get out and leave you to it."
    Justine knocked on the door politely as she entered. "Paul, you're looking so much better."
    "Byron and