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Santino stared at the ring inside the box for a long time before reaching for it.Seven years ago, he had planned to give this ring to Elena when he asked her to marry him. After everything fell apart, he convinced himself that she had thrown away anything that belonged to them.Instead, she had kept it.Elena’s mother sat across from him.“The first time she had chemotherapy, the pain kept her awake all night. I asked her why she was trying so hard to hold on.”Santino looked up.“She said that when she got better, she was going to Sicily to find you.”It had been the same for years. Whenever Elena struggled through surgery or treatment, her mother would remind her that Santino was still in Sicily and that she still owed him an explanation.“Eventually, I stopped wanting to mention you.”She lowered her eyes.“Every time I did, she would convince herself she could endure a little longer.”Santino finally picked up the ring. There were faint marks along the band. She had not simply lef
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Marco did not hide anything after that. He told Santino the truth about what had happened seven years ago, why Elena had left him, why she had never gone to Sicily, and what was really behind the engagement announcement that had finally convinced him to let her go.When Marco finished, Santino said nothing for a long time.Everything he had believed for seven years had been built on lies, and Elena was no longer alive to tell him any of it herself.That afternoon, he went to the cemetery.The photograph on Elena’s headstone was still one from when she was young.Santino stood there for hours, remembering the details he had ignored after coming back to New York: the way her clothes hung from her body, the needle marks on her hand, the soup she had barely touched, and the look she had given him while lying on the restaurant floor. By then, she had already been dying, and he had known nothing.For the next several days, Santino spent most of his time at the cemetery. Lucia came once. Sofi
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The next day, St. Michael’s was filled with guests.Seven years ago, Santino had stood in the same church with Elena and talked about their wedding.Elena had liked the area near the stained-glass windows. She said the afternoon light would look beautiful there. Santino had never cared much about details like that, so he had simply told her they could have whatever she wanted.The windows were still there. Only the woman standing beside him had changed.During the ceremony, Santino looked toward the entrance more than once. Whenever the church doors opened, his attention shifted there before he could stop himself.Elena never appeared, and neither did her mother.By the time the ceremony ended and the guests moved on to the reception arranged by the Moretti family, Santino told himself there was nothing strange about her absence. The night before, Elena had made her answer clear by blocking him. She had no reason to attend his wedding.Still, his eyes continued to move through the crow
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The doctor confirmed that Sofia and the baby were both fine, but Santino still could not relax.All the way from the restaurant to the hospital, the image of Elena lying on the floor kept returning to him. What bothered him most was the way she had looked at him as he carried Sofia away. Blood was still running down the side of her face, yet she had not called after him or tried to stop him.After Sofia fell asleep, Santino stepped outside the room and called Elena.The first call went unanswered, and so did the ones after that. By the tenth attempt, he finally stopped.Seven years ago, after leaving New York, he had gone to Sicily and taken his place in the Moretti family’s inner circle. During those years, the Bellinis and the Morettis remained closely connected through business, which meant Sofia often appeared at family dinners, negotiations, and private gatherings.She had never hidden the fact that she wanted him, and Santino had turned her down more than once.At one point, Sofi
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The door had barely closed behind Santino when Sofia’s smile disappeared.She looked at me across the table.“What exactly are you trying to do?”“What do you mean?”“Don’t pretend you don’t understand. You know he still cares about what happened seven years ago, and you keep bringing Matteo up in front of him.”“I wasn’t trying to upset him.”“But you did.”I met her eyes. “I’m not here to interfere with your wedding.”Sofia gave a quiet laugh, then picked up her coffee and threw it at me.The liquid hit my face and coat. I shut my eyes for a second.“Elena, you can stop acting innocent.”I wiped my cheek with a napkin.“If I made you misunderstand something, I’m sorry.”That only seemed to make her angrier.She stood and walked around the table.“You think sitting in that wheelchair makes him feel sorry for you? You think if you look weak enough, he’ll remember what you used to be to him?”Before I could answer, she slapped me.My head turned with the force of it, and for a moment al
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The SUV stopped in front of a private restaurant in Manhattan owned by the Moretti family.Santino got out first. One of the men waiting by the entrance stepped forward to help, but Santino had already opened my door.Before I could say anything, he bent down and lifted me from the seat.For one second, I forgot how to breathe.Seven years had changed him, but being held by him still felt painfully familiar.I kept my hands close to my body, afraid that if I touched him, even by accident, I would remember too much.He set me carefully into the wheelchair, then stepped back at once.Sofia came around the car and slipped her arm through his.“Don’t take it personally,” she said with a small smile. “Santino doesn’t like people touching him. He’s been that way for years.”I lowered my eyes.At least for those few seconds, he had chosen to carry me himself.The restaurant manager personally led us to a private dining room in the back.As soon as we sat down, a server brought the menus. Sant
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