The morning after the wedding shimmered with tranquility. Birds chirped from cypress trees that framed the edge of the estate, and soft waves lapped the rocky shore below. Villa Azzurra, once a place of secrets, now breathed like a sanctuary.Alma stirred beneath cream-colored silk sheets, the sun warming her cheek. Her hand stretched instinctively to the other side of the bed.Empty.She sat up slowly, her white slip falling off one shoulder. Her fingers brushed the warm indent Julian had left. A folded note lay beside it, weighed down with a small, pale seashell.Gone for a walk. Didn’t want to wake you. You were dreaming with your eyes open. I’ll bring coffee. Love .Alma smiled and pressed the note to her lips.She rose and stepped into a long robe, tying it loosely around her waist. As she walked barefoot through the stone hall, her reflection in the antique mirrors reminded her of a life once obsessed with perfection, with image. But now she was untamed, radiant, soft in a way p
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