Three years later, Matteo and I married at the Romano estate in Sicily. Before the ceremony, my father placed the ring of the family head on my hand in the presence of all our allies.Among the congratulations from New York, Chicago, and Sicily was a letter from northern Italy. Luca did not ask to attend or seek my forgiveness again."I have spent these years confronting my choices," he wrote. "I finally understand that an apology cannot undo the harm I caused, and taking a bullet cannot erase the death I once left you to face. I no longer expect forgiveness. I hope you live the life you chose for yourself."I folded the letter and gave it to the steward for the family archive. The past had not disappeared, but it no longer controlled my future.After the wedding, Matteo and I returned to New York. I personally managed the Romano family's legitimate businesses, reorganized the ports, hotels, and foundation, and gradually withdrew from the operations most likely to provoke violence. Mat
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