Dario's eyes widened. He blurted out without thinking, "Cecilia, I'm the one you're supposed to marry!"No one paid him any attention. He clenched his jaw, a wild edge creeping into his smile. "Fine, I admit your little stunt worked. Now, cut it out."He reached out to grab my wrist, but Cassiano stepped in front of me at once. His height alone made his presence downright oppressive. He said icily, "She's my fiancee."Dario's hand froze in midair, then slowly dropped. Unwilling to accept this change, he turned to both our parents. "Father, Don Vito, there has to be some mistake. Cecilia has chased after me for six years. Everyone knows the engagement is between her and me—""Dario," Papa said, cutting him off. His voice wasn't loud, but it still made everyone fall silent."The person meant for this engagement is the one my daughter chooses herself." He glanced at Cassiano, then at me. "And she chose Cassiano."Dario refused to give up and stared stubbornly at Don Morandi. "Father
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