CHAPTER SEVENTY-FIVE.
"Don't overthink things, Natasha. Focus on your changed life."
"Yeah." They fell silent. The landscape grew wilder, with more trees and larger properties. They passed gate after gate, each more elaborate than the last.
Her nerves were getting the best of her. She fussed with her new coat. Suddenly, Lorenzo's phone began blaring.
Reluctantly, he exhaled and reached for it, answering the caller. "What?" After an inaudible rambling at the other side of the phone, he handed it over to Natasha. "Here. Celine wants to talk to you."
Excitedly, she snatched it from him. Lorenzo gave her a side-eye that warned her not to spill anything. "Hi, baby. What did I miss?"
"The freaking fact that we would up to an empty house and just words from Matteo that you two eloped. Girl, you could have given, mum and me, a heads-up instead of having us worry."
Natasha chuckled. "I am sorry. Everything happened so fast. How are you and Sarah doing?"