She let go of his hand to pinch the bridge of her nose, frustrated. Had he felt like this in Paradisa? Did he feel suffocated? No, probably not, because even with the restlessness he felt, Paradisa was a vacation. There was fun there. Rome? Not so much. Not that she had found, anyway.

A part of her wanted to argue and fight, but the words just weren't forming. So, she just sighed, shaking her head again.

"I'll try."