Rebecca drew back slightly, her eyes widening. “Do you really mean that?”
“Yes,” Nico said, deliberately infusing all of the earnestness and sincerity he could manage into his voice. “I mean every word of it.”
“Nico, I...” Rebecca hesitated, searching his face with her eyes. “I want to believe you. It’s just... right now, with everything going on with Leopold, I can’t...” A tear of her own slipped down her cheek. “I can’t think about anything else right now. I’m so worried about him.”
“I get it,” Nico said softly. Her big heart was one of the reasons he loved her so much. “I understand.” He reached out to clasp her hand. “I’m just so glad you came.”
Rebecca dug a tissue out of her gray purse and wiped her eyes. “I couldn’t stay away, not once Eva texted me to tell me what had happened.”