VIVIAN POV"Before anyone leaves," Dante announced, standing and lifting his glass, "I believe we should make a toast."Kingston groaned."Another one? How many toasts does one dinner need?""As many as I fucking want," Dante replied."Fair enough."Everyone began reaching for their glasses, and Sofia stood beside her husband, smiling as she looked around the table."For good health," she began."Good decisions," Marco added.Kingston snorted."Now you're just asking for miracles.""For a family that keeps growing," Antonio said."For love," Malachi's girlfriend added, then glanced pointedly at Nico. "And for people who know how to apologise properly."Nico sighed."I have apologised!"She raised her glass."Not enough."I laughed and lifted mine. Sofia's eyes met mine across the table, and for a second the noise around us faded and I remembered the girl I'd been when I first met her, placed in a foster family and desperately wanting to believe she could have a normal life. I had used
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