Twenty-five years earlier- The separation

Twenty-five years earlier,

Monalisa's pov,

One month had passed since my relationship with Bruno crumbled, and every day felt like an eternity. I missed him with an almost physical pain, an all-consuming longing. I couldn't sleep, couldn't eat, couldn't focus on anything. My days were spent in a haze of grief and regret, wondering what I could have done differently, and how I could have prevented this from happening. But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't find a way to make things right again, except I was ready to go against Don Pablo and risk Bruno's life. The realization that Bruno was unwilling to compromise, that he would not bend his desire for the sake of our relationship, was devastating. It was a painful reminder that sometimes, no matter how much we want something to work, it just isn't meant to be. And as much as I wished we could find a way to make it work, I knew deep down that he was not ready to make the sacrifices I needed him to make. It was a bitter pill to swa