LOGINEMILY'S POV. For what felt like forever, but was probably only a few minutes, I searched frantically for her, while the park continued to buzz with parents chaperoning their kids. I nearly pulled out my hair in frustration. I needed to act fast too, so I thought to call someone. Maybe Alexa. My hands shook as I opened my purse to take out my phone. While at it, my eyes breezed past the swing, and I may have caught glimpse of a familiar scarf. I did a rewind and looked back at the swing. The moment my gaze focused on the figure and I saw her calmly seated there, everywhere went silent in my head. A strand of tear fell from my eyes as I stood rooted in spot, unable to move. Right then, I thought about all the things that could have possibly gone wrong that night, if I had lost her indeed. It was only when a small voice inside my head urged me to get to her before she disappeared again, did I find it possible to move my legs. With each step I took towards her, my p
EMILY'S POV I was still dumbfounded, staring at the picture when I heard his voice behind me. "What the hell are you doing here?" He sounded angry. And maybe... just maybe, I sensed a hint of fear in his voice as well. I turned to him. "I... I..." I tried to say something, but no words were forthcoming. I was still shocked by the discovery I just made. He was once married to Luna? I looked down at the picture in my hand, and his eyes followed my gaze, his expression tightening as he looked at it. He collected the picture from me. "Sniffing around?" His voice was low and taunting, as he shot me an irritated glare. Sniffing around? Like I was a dog. My body suddenly felt so cold. The skin along my lashes began to itch me so badly, I knew I was about to cry. With weak legs, I walked out of the room, not even bothering to explain why I had come in the first place. "Emily." I heard him call me, much softly than how he sounded earlier. Somewhat remorseful. But I
EMILY'S POV I gently shut the door behind me after stepping out of Mrs Ferrari's bedroom. Dio, it was a lot. The doctor had come to check on her last night, and confirmed she had a panic-induced episode. He did say that she might seem more aware when she finally woke. Boy, was he right! Alexa was in panic mode. Her mother had indeed woken up, feeling different. Normal. What if she managed to notice the difference between uncle Massimo and her late husband? She had asked for her phone today. She had continuously demanded for Alexa and Dante's Nonno. She had demanded to know why they have been keeping her locked within the mansion. It was almost scary, how conscious she was. But most of all, I felt... worried. There was a certain manner at which she had looked at me this morning, and it made me feel like an impostor. It was a fleeting look that disappeared almost as soon as it came. I wasn't sure if I was over reasoning things. "How is she?" Alexa's worried v
THIRD PERSON'S POV Dante's face morphed into a raw look of disdain. This was certainly not a conversation he ever imagined having with Luna. "Are you threatening me?" He demanded, sounding quite terrifying. Luna may have folded right then. She swallowed nervously, unable to hold his eyes. Even though she once had this man wrapped around her finger, it had never disabused her of the belief that Dante could also be ruthless. "I just want you to give me another chance!" She suddenly yelled out in frustration. "Seeing you with her... makes my heart hurt so bad!" Dante wasn't sure what it was. Maybe it was the fact that his 'angelic' ex-wife who had always seemed so put together and classy, was having a literal breakdown before him, not caring that she looked crazy. In that moment, his heart clenched. Not painfully though. Maybe nostalgically..? But then, he was never one to succumb to blackmail. Definitely not from a woman who had hurt him so badly. Ohhh... He
TWO NIGHTS AGO. THIRD PERSON'S POV "Dante." Someone called his name and he paused, the voice all too familiar for him to not know who it was. In that moment, he wasn't sure whether to feel offended or not. He looked at Zach, trying to hide his apparent disappointment. After Zach had invited him for the suprise engagement party, one thing Dante had made sure to do was enquire whether or not Luna was going to be present. After unexpectedly meeting her at the yacht a while back, Dante honestly wanted to avoid anymore contact. "Dante." She called again, and his jaw ticked. "Can we talk for just a few minutes?" She requested. Dante wasn't sure what exactly had him feeling annoyed. Was it the way she managed to appear calm and put together while at it? He contemplated what response to give. Luna had been audacious enough to walk up to him in the presence of others, requesting his audience. Turning her away would make it seem as though he was still hurt. Like a weak ma
DANTE'S POV "What do you say?" Mamma asked uncle Massimo. I froze for a few seconds, unable to understand how the situation had escalated to this point. "Mamma, you can't share a room with him." I shook my head in disapproval, the words slipping out of my mouth before I could think it through. She turned her face to me, looking both offended and confused by my words. "Excuse me?" She shot back. "And why is that?" I went tongue tied. Of course, I did. What exactly was I supposed to say then? 'No, you can't stay in the same room as him, mamma. He is actually your late husband's brother'??? Most definitely not. "It's completely fine, mamma." Alexa quickly intervened. "We are more than happy to help you move your things into..." Her words were abruptly cut short when mamma suddenly went still. A sharp breath left her lips. Slowly, her hands rose to her head, fingers pressing against her temples like she was trying to hold something in place. "No…" She whisp
DANTE'S POV Dr. Alfonso blinked at me, like the words 'identical twin brother' hadn’t quite settled into place in his brain yet. Eventually, he leaned forward a little, brows knitting. “Identical how?” He asked slowly. “I mean… truly identical? To the point she might mistake one for the ot
EMILY'S POV It was already too late to call uncle Matteo or Agatha, to know how my mother was faring, so I decided to wait until morning. I had woken up really late, because I wasn't able to get any sleep until midnight. I woke up by some minutes past 11am, but didn't even bother to have my
Emily’s POV As the loud beat of music pulsed through the club, I found myself distracted. I was supposed to be having a swell time, not finding it difficult to pluck my eyes off of him. That stripper was on Dante again. Her body swayed against him like she belonged there. And what shocked me
EMILY'S POV The organ began a soft hymn, as I walked into the chapel. I released a tiny nerve wracking sigh, not surprised to see just a few people quietly sitting in the pews. I didn't even expect anyone would come, seeing as we were hurriedly getting wedded outside of Italy. Dante stood







