MayaThe wedding. The wedding was held in an abbey in the old town of Portofino.I sat in my lavender dress with my father and stepmother.My stomach felt tight with nerves. A door to the side of the altar opened and Angelo came out. He was wearing a morning suit and he looked like the happiest man on earth.Luca, who was Angelo’s best man, followed behind.I couldn’t stop staring, I simply couldn’t stop drinking him in hungrily. He was wearing a cream jacket, a white dressshirt, a burgundy waistcoat, and black trousers. He was still as stunning as ever, but he seemed thinner. The scar on hisface looked more prominent, which made him appear even more unapproachable and hostile. Oh, how I yearned for him.My heart felt as if it would burst out of my chest. He did not look at the guests seated on the pews.He did not look for me.My father reached out and squeezed my hand. I looked at him and his expression said, chin up, you can do this. I nodded and smiled at him. Today, I was dete
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