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Chapter 2

작가: Arya
At two in the morning, shattering glass jolted me awake.

When I rushed into the east-wing suite, Rosalie stood barefoot amid the shards.

In her hand was the enamel pocket watch that had belonged to my foster father.

Its case had sprung open.

The second hand was still.

“Vivienne, I’m sorry.” Rosalie went pale and reached for me.

“I was only looking for a blanket. I opened the cabinet, and it fell.”

I snatched the watch from her.

I was four when a rival family kidnapped me.

During a transfer between safe houses, I escaped in the confusion and wandered the streets of Palermo for two days before my foster parents found me.

They ran a tiny jewelry repair shop in the poorest quarter and raised me as their own.

The Sinclairs did not find me until six years ago.

Before my foster mother died of lung cancer, she spent an entire night clutching my foster father’s watch and waiting for me.

I never reached her bedside because Dante had taken a bullet meant for me, and I had stayed at the hospital with him.

Ever since, the watch had been the one thing I would not allow anyone to touch.

“I told you not to come in here!”

Only when the words left me did I realize how badly I was shaking.

Tears spilled down Rosalie’s cheeks.

“I didn’t mean to.”

“Get out.”

“Vivienne...”

“I said get out!” I pointed at the door.

Rosalie suddenly stepped back.

Glass bit into her bare foot, and she crumpled to the floor.

Dante came running.

The instant he saw blood, his face changed.

He strode past me and lifted Rosalie into his arms.

“Where are you hurt?”

Rosalie wrapped her arms around his neck and shook her head through her tears.

“It was my fault. Vivienne didn’t do anything.”

Dante bent over her foot, his brow drawn tight.

Years ago, when I broke my wrist falling from a horse, he had worn that same grim expression as he carried me to a private hospital.

I had sobbed from the pain while he wiped my tears and murmured, “Don’t be scared.”

I’m right here.

It’ll stop hurting soon.

Now he was using that same tenderness to soothe my sister.

“Don’t look at it. I’m taking you to the Visconti clinic.”

As he passed me, he finally noticed the blood on my palm.

The edge of the watch had sliced it open.

Dante paused.

“The first-aid kit is in the nightstand. Take care of that.”

I looked at Rosalie in his arms.

“The watch my foster parents left me is broken.”

His arms tightened around Rosalie.

Then she whimpered, and the flicker of hesitation in his eyes vanished.

“It’s a watch. I’ll have the family’s broker find an identical one at a private auction.”

“There is no identical one.”

“Then what do you want from me?”

His voice turned cold.

“Rosalie is bleeding. Do you honestly expect me to put her down and stand here mourning a broken watch with you?”

A broken watch.

I lowered my eyes as blood ran across my palm and dripped onto the lifeless dial.

Curled against his chest, Rosalie said softly, “Stay with Vivienne, Dante.”

I can go to the clinic alone.

Dante carried her out.

“She’s tougher than that.”

The door slammed shut.

Alone among the shattered glass, I called the elderly watchmaker who had cared for the piece when my foster parents were alive.

He studied the photographs in silence.

“The mainspring arbor is broken, and the original parts have been out of production for years. I’m afraid it’s beyond repair.”

“I’m sorry, Miss Sinclair.”

I crouched down and gathered the pieces into the box one by one.

My phone lit up.

The Royal College of Design in London had sent its final offer of admission.

The cold glow of the screen washed over the wreckage around me.

As Dante’s Donna, I would have to remain in Sicily and help manage the family’s affairs.

Jewelry design had been my dream for years, yet I had been willing to give up London for him.

This time, I did not hesitate.

I accepted the offer.
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