Epilogue

He proposed the very day he was discharged from the hospital. Naturally, I was shocked beyond words. We'd known each other for all of a few months. I'd told him it was too early. But he'd insisted, and said we didn't have to get married right away.

"I'll wait." He'd said. "I just want my ring on your finger."

So I'd said yes.

We'd waited five years, until I had graduated, and had had a job for a year,

Working was tough - being a mafia girlfriend and all. And I had to wear a bracelet every day to hide the black rose tattoo on my wrist which signified my allegiance to the Italian mafia.

I was Donna, and Mariano had insisted that I just stay at home because he made money that was more t