All Chapters of I Won't Bridge an Impossible Gap : Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

9 Chapters

Chapter 1

After leaving the party, I went back to the jewelry store where I had bought the ring.The sales associate recognized me immediately and asked, "Ma'am, is there something wrong with the ring?"Just an hour earlier, I had walked out of the store with the ring, happiness written all over my face. I had even excitedly told her that Luca and I were getting married the next day.Now, I was back to return the very same ring. It was in perfect condition—exactly as I had bought it."There's nothing wrong with the ring. I just don't need it anymore," I explained."Ma'am, since this was a custom-made piece, we can only buy it back at a reduced price," she informed me."That's fine." I nodded and handed the ring back.A few minutes later, the associate processed the refund. "Ma'am, 50,000 dollars has been refunded to your card."To give my fiance, Luca Camorra, a proper wedding gift, I had spent the past year living as frugally as possible. After work every day, I took on two part-time

Chapter 2

The moment I got home, I started packing.I didn't own much, so within an hour, everything I wanted to take with me fit neatly into a single suitcase.I had just wheeled it to the front door when I heard the lock click. Then the door swung open. Luca stepped inside, surrounded by several people. Giulia was beside him, standing so close to him that they looked almost inseparable.The moment they saw me with my suitcase, Matteo let out a mocking snort."Wow. Dedicated, aren't we? You're already home, and you're still putting on this act?""Of course she is," Dante said with a laugh. "If she's going to pretend she's breaking up with him, she has to bring a suitcase. Otherwise, how convincing would her little runaway performance be?"Enzo leaned against the doorframe and let out a low whistle."I give her one night, tops. Her salary can't even afford a decent hotel, and sleeping in a park would be far too much hardship for our future Donna.""One night? You're giving her way too

Chapter 3

The next morning, an Instagram notification appeared on my phone. Giulia had made a post and tagged me publicly.The caption read, "Place your bets—how many days can the gold digger who managed to hook herself a Don survive after running away from home?" The comments came almost immediately. Matteo was the first to join in. "Half a day. The second she realizes the Don isn't chasing after her to drag her back and marry her, she'll panic." Chiara followed. "I'll give her a day. We have to let her keep up the act for a little while, don't we?"Then Enzo chimed in. "Loser buys the drinks." Giulia replied without the slightest hesitation. "You're all giving her way too much credit. She might already be on her way back home as we speak." Then she added, "Anyone who genuinely wants to leave doesn't make a public spectacle of it. They just leave quietly. Everything she did last night was obviously meant to force Luca to swallow his pride and beg her to stay." Her next comme

Chapter 4

Before my flight even began boarding, the same-day courier I'd hired had already delivered the package to Luca.Not long after, Giulia sent me another video. In it, they opened the package with obvious disgust, pulling out each item and tossing it onto the table. Several handwritten love letters Luca had written while he was courting me. A pressed-leaf bookmark we'd made together from fall leaves we had collected during a trip to the countryside.Photo albums I had carefully put together, filled with memories from every trip we'd taken over the past five years. And the ring Luca had carved and polished by hand when we got engaged.None of those things were particularly valuable. But every single one of them had once been proof that we had truly loved each other. The most expensive item in the box was the designer handbag Luca had given me while we were dating. Before returning it, I looked up its original retail price and placed the exact amount of cash inside. I was ret

Chapter 5

Giulia forced a casual smile.With her usual carefree swagger, she stepped forward, slapped Luca on the shoulder, and teased, "Who would've thought? The great Don Luca, always so sharp and decisive, actually got played by a gold digger."Luca slowly lifted his eyes to her. "Played?""Of course." Giulia smiled, completely confident in her assessment. "She played you perfectly. She knew that the second you saw that resignation letter, you'd panic and assume she was serious. But think about it. "Even if she really quit, what would it matter? All you'd have to do is swallow your pride, go after her, and sweet-talk her into coming back. With your influence, getting her old job back would take, what, five minutes."She shrugged. "And besides, once she becomes the Donna, why would she need to work herself to the bone anymore?"The others in the private room seemed to reach the same conclusion and quickly chimed in. Dante nodded. "Exactly, Don Luca. Don't panic. In a situation like th

Chapter 6

The ship cut through the dark waves under cover of night, finally reaching the hidden harbor of the Deep-Sea Geological Research Institute. The ocean wind was bitterly cold, biting through my clothes as I stepped onto the pier. My professor, Alessandro Rossi, had been waiting for me for some time. The moment he saw me step off the ship, he hurried forward and pulled me into a warm embrace. "Mira, welcome back. You must be exhausted after such a long journey.""Thank you, Professor Rossi."After exchanging a few pleasantries, we walked toward the heart of the base. Alessandro glanced at me. "I invited you three times before this, and you turned me down every time. What made you change your mind all of a sudden?"I gave a self-deprecating smile and glanced back at the endless ocean stretching out behind us."I realized something."I turned forward again, my voice calm. "The things I once gave up or compromised for weren't nearly as important as I'd convinced myself they were

Chapter 7

By then, I had already started drafting an email accepting the Deep-Sea Geological Research Institute's invitation.At that time, Luca had said to me, "The Camorra famiglia doesn't need a Donna who can disappear whenever she pleases. The moment you leave the country, I'll marry someone else."I stared at the half-finished email for a long time before deleting it.In the end, I turned down the Institute's offer.And yet, Luca had always believed that I'd made that choice because I couldn't bear to give up my position as Donna.Luca turned to his friends, asking, "Did any of you know about this?"No one answered. A few of them suddenly became very interested in their phones, while others shifted uncomfortably, avoiding his gaze.Giulia casually crossed one leg over the other."That was her decision," she said. "We had nothing to do with it. Everything she did, she did willingly."Luca's eyes settled on her. "Is that so?"Giulia shrugged. "You can't blame me for that."Luca let

Chapter 8

After hanging up the call, Luca immediately made a 300-million-dollar donation to the Deep-Sea Geological Research Institute.After repeated pleas—and perhaps swayed by the sheer size of his donation—the research base finally agreed to give him the one and only opportunity to speak with me. When the call came through, I was standing on the deck, staring out at the vast black expanse of the ocean stretching into the distance. "You went through all that trouble just to reach me. What do you want?" My voice was calm."Mira…" Luca sounded exhausted, and this time, he made no effort to hide it. "I found out the truth about the ring." "Oh," I replied.He continued, his voice low, "You designed it yourself. You saved an entire year's salary to pay for it. You even took on two part-time jobs after work, every single day—" "And?" I cut him off. "What exactly are you trying to say?" "You never told me any of that." I let out a quiet laugh. "Would it have mattered if I had? To peop

Chapter 9

After that day, Luca repeatedly begged the people at the Deep-Sea Geological Research Institute for another chance to see me. Every request was denied, but Luca refused to give up.He became obsessed with finding the Institute's location. He mobilized every resource the Camorra famiglia had at its disposal, searching across countries and continents for even the slightest trace of it.Half a month later, two military representatives came to see him. "Don Camorra, enough." One of them fixed him with a warning look. "Some national-security research facilities are classified for a reason. They're not places you can simply stick your nose into. If you keep digging, we'll have no choice but to take action."After the military representatives left, Luca sank heavily back into his chair. For the first time, he was forced to confront a bitter truth—the power he had once been so proud of meant nothing in the world I had chosen.From that day on, the villa where we had once lived toge

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