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Chapter 64: Alessandro

Author: Cold Storm
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Marco's voice crackled through the phone, clinical and matter-of-fact.

"The accident happened 3 months ago. Single car collision on the coastal road outside Salerno."

I stood at the window of my Naples penthouse, watching the harbor while my world shifted beneath my feet.

3 months.

She'd been gone for 3 months while I'd mourned her death.

While I'd tried to rebuild my marriage.

While I'd held my daughter and pretended everything was normal.

"What else?"

"A businessman found her unconscious by the roadside around midnight. No witnesses."

My free hand clenched into a fist.

"And the memory loss?"

"Traumatic brain injury. Partial amnesia. According to her medical records, she couldn't remember after her brother's death."

The irony wasn't lost on me.

The woman who'd spent months trying to escape her past had finally succeeded, courtesy of twisted metal and damaged neural pathways.

I closed my eyes, imagining her waking up alone in a hospital bed with no memory of what had happened over the
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