“You got married again?”The question hung in the room.I blinked.For a second, I thought I had misheard her.Again?My eyes instinctively found Luciano.If the question had caught him off guard, he hid it well.His expression never changed.Only the slight tightening of his jaw betrayed that he’d heard every word.The elderly woman smiled warmly, completely unaware of the confusion she’d just created.Her gaze drifted from me back to Luciano.“Well?” she asked. “Aren’t you going to introduce her?”Luciano released a quiet sigh.“She isn’t my wife.”The woman frowned.“She isn’t?”“No.”Her eyes settled on me again, studying me with renewed interest.“Oh.”A slow smile spread across her wrinkled face.“What a shame.”Heat crept into my cheeks.“I think you’ve misunderstood…”She waved a frail hand dismissively.“I know what I saw.”I frowned.“You mean the way he threatens me every other hour?”A soft chuckle escaped her.“Old people notice these things.”Luciano remained beside her
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