Bella’s POV“I’m sorry for overstepping, Don,” Lorenzo said quietly, lowering his head.Before Matteo could respond, his phone rang.I saw the name on the screen.Victoria.My fingers curled into a fist. I never got the chance to confront her about what really happened—but after what the Moretti told me, I knew she was nothing like the sweet, considerate girl my brother believed her to be.“V, hey,” Matteo said, smiling. “Your birthday’s coming up. I’ve taken care of everything. You just have to show up and be the prettiest birthday girl.”He paused, his voice softening.“Don’t worry about the Moretti. I’ll make Bella admit it was her fault. Not yours.”The words burned.Ever since our parents died, Matteo had treated me like a spoiled, useless brat—as if every disaster in our lives could be traced back to me.So when I doubted myself about the contract, he shut me down. And because of the guilt, I turned that blame inward too.If only I’d stood my ground. If only I hadn’t gone to the
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