Seven years ago, my mafia husband, Sergio Wexler, had me committed to a psychiatric ward.On the day I was released, I changed my name, cut my hair short, and vanished like a ghost.Seven years later, we meet again at the grave of my brother, Luca Lorusso.The bouquet in his hand falls with a soft thud.Sergio clenches his fists tightly, barely holding back emotions that threaten to break through his usual calm."Janella, why the short hair? I almost didn't recognize you. Where have you been all these years? After that fire at the psych ward, I pulled every string I had, but I never got any leads on you. I've been looking for you for seven years. I even thought you were… dead."When I stay silent, he rubs his red-rimmed eyes. "You're avoiding me, aren't you? Do you still hate me for having you locked up? Believe me, I had no choice."I let out a bitter laugh.Sergio killed Luca to become the Don. He slept with Luca's woman and locked me in that dark, windowless "special ward", nearly e
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