Vincenzo froze in his place when she asked him this question directly as if she knew he was the one who killed that prince.
He didn't say anything. he narrowed his eyes, before plucking a rose and turning to her.
He grabbed her hand and placed the blue rose in her hand before gazing into her eyes.
"If you think I am the one who killed the prince, you are wrong. As angry as I was yesterday, and I agree that I was probably the last one to meet him too because I threatened him if he ever dared to come close to you, I'd stab his heart with my bare hands, I still didn't kill him," Vincenzo said, his stern gaze honest, and Elliana took a deep breath.
"I wasn't asking about that," She turned around, looking back at the rose field.
"I am just asking how the hell you keep your face straight and hide the fact that you were the one who met him the last," Elliana asked, a smirk lurking on her face.
