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I have a scheduled session with Dr. Alessandra today. Our discussions cover various topics, even those that are not necessarily traumatic for me. Sometimes we delve into challenging moments in my life, while other times we focus on happier experiences. However, one topic we have yet to explore is my childhood.I provided her with some background information about my childhood. Like many others, I experienced a difficult period following my mother's death when my father caused me harm. This is the extent of what I have shared with Dr. Alessandra thus far. Prior to that, I hadn't revealed much because, to be honest..."You look incredible, Maddie. Your happiness is palpable, and your radiant smile is a testament to that. During our last conversation, you were stressed due to issues with your husband. I assume you have resolved those matters?""Absolutely!" I exclaimed joyfully. Our relationship has truly flourished, and I recently discovered that Marco feels the same way too. The though
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Upon returning home, I went straight to our bedroom. Perhaps Marco noticed my silence, but he didn't disturb me. I needed this solitude because my mind was consumed by numerous thoughts.As I settled into bed, Marco pulled me close, comforting me with his presence. I clasped his hand, seeking reassurance in the darkness, desperate not to feel alone.Unable to bear the silence any longer, I mustered the courage to break it. "Marco, what was your conversation with Dr. Alessandra about earlier?" I inquired, my voice betraying my longing for answers.I could feel Marco's warm breath on the back of my neck as he responded, "Don't dwell on it. It wasn't anything significant-"Interrupting him, I shifted my body to face him directly in the dimly lit room. "Is it possible that my father's abuse didn't start after Mama's death? Could he have been hurting us even before she passed away? And what about Mama? Is it possible that my father caused her death, rather than an illness?”For quite some
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I was taken aback by their final statement. Did my father really kill Mama? How could this be? I glanced at Marco, but he remained fixated on my father as the police escorted him away. But Mama passed away from an illness, right? Wasn't that the truth? Did it mean that my suspicions about my father were correct?The weight of this realization hit me, and I instinctively covered my mouth."What? I never killed Olivia! I would never hurt my wife!"I observed my father's resistance as the police guided him out of Marco's office. It was hard to comprehend as he vehemently denied any involvement in Mama's death."I am innocent! I did not cause Olivia's death! I am the one being wronged here! Why are you arresting me?" My father's words were directed at Marco. "Moretti, you're a heartless monster! You hold me captive without any evidence! Release me! I am innocent..."His plea was abruptly cut short as the office door shut.The room fell into silence, and I remained in a state of shock, eve
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That evening, I conveyed the message from Papa to Marco. He reassured me, promising that he would ensure nothing unfortunate happened and that Papa wouldn't escape justice. He vowed to prevent Papa from getting away."You know, I used to pray for liberation from Papa's abuse. And now that he's imprisoned, I still struggle to find inner peace. It's as if, even though I know he can no longer harm me, his presence continues to haunt me." It's a part of my traumatic experience. If you have endured a lifetime of pain, I can't fathom the depth of it. Despite undergoing therapy, there are certain memories that are challenging to erase.Marco enveloped me in a tender embrace, our hands intertwining as he gently caressed my thumb. A smile formed on my face. It's still surreal to comprehend that he loves me. It all feels like an enchanting reverie."We each carry our own inner scars, Maddie. If you haven't experienced trauma, consider yourself fortunate. It's common for people to dismiss the st
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The next morning, as I woke up, I realized Marco was no longer beside me. My instinct told me he had probably left for work. But there was a heaviness weighing on me, the residue of the conversation we had the previous night. I was grateful that he had opened up to me, allowing me a glimpse into the painful memories he carried. However, it also saddened me deeply to think that such a tragic event had shaped his childhood.To imagine a young child, barely ten years old, compelled to witness the murder of his own grandparents - it was beyond comprehension. The sheer brutality and trauma inflicted upon him remains unimaginable.Despite our different upbringings, the experience of watching loved ones perish right before your eyes, especially when they sacrificed themselves to protect you, leaves a profound scar. I wish I could have conveyed to Marco that he bears no blame for what occurred. But the truth is, no matter how many reassurances I offer, he continues to shoulder the burden of g
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I WAS OVERCOME with sadness upon hearing the news. The question, "When are you leaving?" weighed heavily on my emotions. Lucille and Renzo had become close to me, and now I was faced with the sudden news that Renzo would depart. I couldn't help but inquire further, asking, "And for how long?"Renzo reassured me, saying, "I'll still come back as your guard, Ma'am. I just don't know how long this assignment will take."The uncertainty of his return lingered in my mind. I expressed my genuine disappointment, replying, "Oh, that's quite unfortunate, Renzo."As I leaned back in my office chair, a wave of sadness washed over me. I looked at Renzo with a sorrowful expression, and he responded with a restrained smile, saying, "Take care, Ma'am Maddie. Until we meet again."And so, that's how it unfolded. Now, Carter and Finley are my new guards, but I find myself disliking them. My disappointment stems not only from knowing how much Marco trusted Renzo, but also from finding the replacements
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My head throbbed as I gradually regained consciousness, my senses awakening in tandem. To my dismay, I found myself bound to a chair, my hands tightly restrained behind my back. Though my feet were free, I pondered why they hadn't tied them as well. Above me, a glaring light illuminated the room, reminiscent of those interrogation scenes from dramatic soap operas.Without missing a beat, I discreetly pulled out a small cutter nestled up my sleeves, a tool I always kept at the ready for situations just like this. Its inconspicuous nature allowed me to bypass metal detectors effortlessly, and its concealment was equally effortless.Just as I began attempting to sever the ropes binding my hands, the door abruptly swung open, interrupting my covert endeavor. My focus shifted to a man who stood before me, his face partially obscured. I furrowed my brows at him, my expression betraying no hint of the escape plan I was secretly concocting."Hello, Mrs. Moretti," he greeted me, his words ring
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As I grappled with my emotions, one thought consumed me: I had always sensed there was more to Marco and his organization than met the eye. My knowledge ran deep, but my unease persisted. Why did this man's words unsettle me? It felt as though he possessed insider information, guarded secrets Marco himself hadn't revealed.Then, with a chilling shift in his gaze, he shattered my preconceptions. "Your father isn't responsible for your mother's death. He lacked the means to commit such an act. And no, my dear, Aunt Olivia didn't succumb to an illness," he revealed, his voice dripping with mystery. My heart skipped a beat upon hearing those words. "She was murdered."The revelation struck me like a bolt of lightning, crackling with a mixture of shock, confusion, and grief. Questions swirled in my mind, demanding answers. Who would want to harm my loved ones, and why? Suddenly, the veil of ignorance was lifted, thrusting me into a dark and treacherous world I never knew existed.Ronan sto
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I gave Violet a look. Really? Was now seriously the time for jokes?Renzo cleared his throat, probably trying to move past her comment. “We jumped into the river on purpose,” he said. “We knew the current would carry us. I can swim, so it wasn’t a big risk. Lucille and her crew just assumed we drowned. They never checked. That was part of the plan—to throw them off and keep them guessing. They weren’t even sure if we’d been taken out by the Morettis. Gabriele was waiting for us downstream. That’s how we made our final escape.”I glanced over at Caleb, expecting he’d want to chime in now that everyone else had spoken.“I didn’t do much,” he said with a grin. “Mostly just cursed a lot, Ma’am.”
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Gabriele let out a quiet laugh at Marco’s compliment. “Wow, high praise coming from the great Marcantonio Moretti,” he said with a smirk. “But let’s not forget—it was my sister’s research that made this all possible. Her magical science stuff is what got us here. Honestly, Marco, we should turn this into a business. People would be lining up for it.”As we walked down the hallway, we finally stopped in front of a large, impressive-looking door. Gabriele opened it and gestured for Marco to go in first, followed by his guys. I hesitated a little, staying at the back, taking it all in with a mix of nerves and curiosity.“Marco, where are we?” I asked quietly, reaching for his hand without even thinking.We walked in a
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“Mason,” I muttered under my breath, barely loud enough to hear myself. The name triggered a flood of memories—he was Violet’s new driver, the one involved in my kidnapping. Ronan had used him as a pawn. But now? Everything was flipping upside down.“You!” Lucille snapped, her voice sharp with rage. “Aren’t you one of Ronan’s goons?”Mason gave a tired but sly smile. “Yeah, I was. Ronan tested my loyalty by having me help capture Ma’am Maddie. That’s when Sir Marco stepped in.”We all froze. Marco? What was going on?Mason kept going, his tone more serious now. “Sir Marco suspected there was a traitor in your circle. He needed proof. So he sent me undercover into Violet’s house to keep an eye on things. But you, Lucille… You never let me get close enough. You always met with Violet in private, and I couldn’t figure out where your loyalty really stood.”The room went quiet, the air thick with tension. It was like the curtain had just been pulled back on a much bigger game than any of u
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“Hold on a second,” I said, trying to wrap my head around everything. “You’re telling me the Morettis raised you, but your real parents were part of the Lombardi family—the same family they annihilate?”Lucille gave a slow nod, her eyes sharp but faraway. “Yeah. I was just a kid when it happened. They let me live, not realizing who I really was. They thought they could raise me as one of their own, but they didn’t know I carried Lombardi blood.”My stomach twisted. Lucille—someone I trusted—had been deceiving us all along. She knew everything about our movements. She’d been feeding info to Ronan right under our noses.“They made me believe my parents were evil, that they deserved to die. They brainwashed me, twisted everything. But when I met Ronan… everything changed. It triggered something. I remembered—really remembered—watching the Morettis kill my parents in cold blood. I was just a kid.”I stared at her, piecing it all together. She wasn’t talking about the Morettis as foster pa
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“I don’t know,” I said, hesitating. “Lately, I’ve felt like I’ve just been a distraction—like I’ve been holding you back. You used to be so focused before we got married, even before you told me how you felt. Sometimes it feels like I pulled you into my chaos.” I pulled back slightly from his embrace but still held him close. “But I don’t regret marrying you, Marco. Not for a second. I just hope you feel the same. And if there’s anything I can do to help, just say the word. I want to be someone you lean on, not someone you have to carry. A lot of people are counting on your decisions, and I’ll always have your back. I’m not that same Maddie who used to second-guess you. I get it now—what your life really entails. And if you ever feel like you need a little space because I’m stepping on your toes... well, I’ll try not to take it personally.” I gave a weak laugh, trying to lighten the mood, but it didn’t quite land.Marco just looked at me, and I ended up laughing a little at myself, try
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“Don’t get me wrong—I don’t think you’re a bad influence on my cousin. Actually, I’m glad you bring him to life and help him feel things more deeply. But with that comes a downside: Marco gets distracted from his responsibilities. I get it—I go through the same thing with Elmira. Whenever someone brings her up, I lose focus. The difference is, I’m just his advisor. Marco’s the boss. He’s the one holding everything together. And when you’re in danger, he can’t think straight. You’re both his greatest strength and his biggest weakness. His whole world revolves around you. So if you’ve been feeling like he’s more distant lately, you’re not imagining it.”Marcello stood up, watching me closely to see how I’d react. I hadn’t said a word yet, still trying to process everything he’d told me. Was I too obviously upset about Marco trying to send me away before?“I just want you to understand how much pressure Marco’s under. Being married to him means living in a world full of danger. I hope you
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Marco handed the gun to one of his men before walking in my direction. He paused briefly when he faced Caleb."Why did you bring her here?" Marco asked in a stern and chilling tone."She wanted to know where you were," Caleb replied casually.Marco walked directly toward me. He grasped my arm and pulled me out. He closed the door behind us, cutting off my view of the people they were tormenting. I looked at him and was met with the cold gaze of his eyes.It had been a while since he had looked at me this way, and seeing it again now made me feel uneasy."Go home, Maddie. I'll have someone take you back," he said."No," I regained my composure when I heard Marco's voice. His manner of looking at me hadn't changed. "I haven't seen you at home. I'm not even sure if you're still coming home. That's why I went to Caleb to find out where you were. Who are the men inside? What are you doing to them?"Marco hesitated, clearly restraining himself from saying something. Eventually, he closed hi
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We arranged a proper burial for my sister and for Renzo, even though his body hadn't been found yet. It was extremely private, with only the three of us present. Aunt Mildred sobbed uncontrollably and couldn't accept Violet's fate. I, too, was running out of tears from all the crying while they were being laid to rest in the ground. I couldn't help but recall all the happy memories I had with her."Sis, I can't sleep. Can I stay here?""Sis, why does Dad hurt you like this? It shouldn't be like that. If I could take away the pain you're feeling right now, I would.""Sis, I'm happy that you're my sister. You're two in one, you know! I have a sister and a best friend in you.""You know, Sis, if I were given a choice of who I'd want as my sister, I'd choose you every time. I love you, Sis!"Tears flowed even more as I remembered those moments. I knew that their memories would stay with me, but I would never hear Violet's voice again.Half of my being felt like it died when Violet passed
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Marco's embrace tightened, causing me to lift my gaze and meet his intense expression.At first, I believed Marco was indifferent to the situation, but now I see my assumptions were mistaken. He was undeniably affected by it all; he simply concealed his emotions.Eventually, we returned home, leaving Caleb behind to lead the squad in the search for the Lombardis. I overheard Marco conversing with his father, entrusting him with the responsibility of managing the company during his absence.We reached our home, where the household staff kindly assisted me in freshening up since I was physically unable to do it myself. Once I was left alone, I found it impossible to function, overwhelmed by a deep sense of weakness. The realization that Violet was no longer part of our lives seemed incomprehensible, refusing to fully register in my mind.I lay on the bed, silently sobbing. No matter how desperately I wished to stop, every recollection of Violet's last words brought forth uncontrollable t
