The Revenge of The Hidden Heiress

I stood there, frozen like an idiot, looking at the rattling papers scattered on the table in front of me. Divorce papers. I don’t realize why it surprised me. I suggest, it’s not like I didn’t see it coming. Three years of marriage to Matteo, and it’s continually been like taking walks on glass sharp, painful, and so damn fragile. But now, here I become, stuck inside the place I used to call “our domestic,” though it in no way in reality felt like mine. The afternoon sunlight pouring in from the huge home windows felt like a sort of sick comic story. Warm, stunning… and completely out of sync with the chaos in my head. My arms grazed over the papers, trembling as they touched Matteo’s signature. Bold, very last. He didn’t hesitate. Not one bit. Meanwhile, I stood there, falling aside.I could feel a tear sliding down my cheek, splattering onto the page, blurring his ideal ink. God, it’s reputable now. The quit of our 3-12 months joke of a wedding, and all I had to do changed into a

I barely slept that night time. Luca’s sudden visit rattled me in methods I wasn’t prepared to address. The tequila had dulled my nerves, but it couldn’t silence the nagging thoughts swirling around in my head.Why did Matteo send Luca of absolutely everyone to test on me?Matteo slightly spoke approximately to his brother unless it came to whinge approximately how reckless and irresponsible he was. I’d always suspected there has been more to their strained courting, but Matteo by no means gave me info. Now, Luca suddenly at my doorstep, all worried and easy-talking. Something didn’t add up.By the time morning rolled around, I felt like a zombie, eyes puffy from crying and zero sleep. I stared at myself within the mirror, slightly recognizing the girl looking back at me. Where had I long gone? The Gianna who used to have goals, confidence… a lifestyle that didn’t revolve around Matteo?I didn’t know that female anymore."Okay, Gia. Enough of this shit," I muttered to my mirrored imag