She kept the apartment spotless.A few potted plants lined the windowsill. The kitchen had pots, pans, and dishes.Back in Santoria, she'd never had a place of her own.The Ambrosi estate wasn't home. Neither was Dante's apartment.This was hers. No one could throw her out whenever they wanted.***Alessa slowly settled into her new life.Every morning, she got up at seven, worked in the lab until six, and sometimes stayed late.Dr. Bellandi took extra care of her, often inviting her and a few colleagues over for dinner.The days slipped by, quiet as the lake at the foot of the Alps.Over the next two months, Dante searched for her like he was losing it.He even called off the wedding.Wanda finally snapped and stormed into his office, eyes red. "Dante, are you really in love with her?"He leaned back in his chair, face blank. "That's my business. It has nothing to do with you.""Nothing to do with me?" Wanda let out a cold laugh, tears sliding down her face. "She was car
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