At four in the morning, I woke up like usual and dialed my makeup artist's number.She sounded confused. "The Valenti family called last night. They said the wedding's off. You didn't know?"I bolted out of the bedroom. Dante Valenti stood in a custom tailored suit, heading for the door with his parents.His father, Enzo Valenti, was the old Don's Sottocapo in Nooklyn. He had over 30 Capos under him and controlled every gray market operation across New Yis's boroughs.His mother, Carmela Costa, wore thick gold chains around her neck year-round."Where are you going? Why didn't anyone tell me the wedding was canceled?"Carmela walked over with a fake smile plastered on her face. "Serena, you got pregnant out of nowhere. Calling off the wedding is for your own good. People in our circle talk. If you walked down the aisle with a belly, where would that leave the Valenti name?"Then the door shut.I stood alone in the empty living room. My wedding dress hung on the bedroom rack, wh
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