Chapter 12 - The Wedding That Almost Became a FuneralLorenzo proposed six months later.
He didn't use diamonds.
He didn't hire a choir.
He simply took me to the rooftop where I had once told him he couldn't control my life.
Then he knelt.
"I can't promise you a quiet life."
"I know."
"I can't promise the past won't follow us."
"I know."
"But I can promise that every morning I wake up, I'll choose you."
I cried.
"Yes."
The wedding was planned for spring.
Then an old enemy appeared.
Matteo escaped custody.
He kidnapped Lorenzo's father.
The wedding became a trap.
We found him at the abandoned estate where the original massacre had occurred.
Matteo wanted revenge.
But he underestimated me.
I had spent years learning from Lorenzo.
I knew how criminals thought.
I knew how fear worked.
And I knew the one thing Matteo never understood.
Family wasn't weakness.
It was strength.
We rescued Lorenzo's father.
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Matteo was captured.
This time, there was no escape.
