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Epilogue.

TWO YEARS LATER.

The Castillo estate was buzzing with energy. Matteo and Gianna’s wedding was the event of the year, and every corner of the grand venue was filled with laughter, clinking glasses, and the occasional shriek of a child darting through the sea of well-dressed guests.

Francesca, almost six and already as headstrong as her parents, darted between tables in her pale pink dress while dragging Adrian behind her. At nearly three, Adrian was all mischief and charm, with a smile that made even the most hardened men in the room melt.

“Francesca,” Emilia called, one hand on her growing belly, the other steadying Adrian as he nearly tripped. “No running in your uncle’s wedding!”

Francesca pouted. “But Uncle Matteo said I can do whatever I want today.”

Emilia shot a glare toward Matteo, who stood at the altar, looking every bit the smug groom. “Did he now?”

Matteo, adjusting his cuffs, grinned but wisely kept his mouth shut.

Near the entrance, Rosa smoothed the back of h
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