That day marked the anniversary of Rosetta's death. She was Silvia's mother and also the person who saved Dante's life.Years ago, she shielded him from a car crash explosion that would've killed him outright. Without her, the man known as the Don wouldn't exist.On that day every year, regardless of where his arms business took him, he cleared his schedule. He wore a dark, formal suit and accompanied Silvia to the cemetery, where they knelt in silence.Dante had spoken of it plainly. His biological mother died in childbirth. Rosetta, his nanny, raised him as her own and gave him the care he'd otherwise never known. She later died protecting him.That exchange of lives became a burden he carried with him always, and he'd never dare forget it.By 6:00 am, Silvia was already kneeling before the grave. She remained there through the slow hours, from early light to noon, until dusk settled in.Cold had worked its way into her bones. Rain weighed down the bandage, soaked through and p
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