The Donna’s Exit
"I agree to the divorce," I said as I dialed my mother-in-law's number. "Matteo Bellandi will never agree to divorce me, so you need to arrange a new identity for me. I need to disappear completely. He must never find me."
Despite six years of marriage, I never conceived a child.
In the Mafia world, how many men remarried for the sake of an heir? Yet Matteo always stood firmly at my side.
To have a child, we tried everything—ninety-nine rounds of IVF that resulted in ninety-eight failures. The final pregnancy ended in fetal demise.
Matteo held me and said, "Whether we have a child or not, I will always love you."
Everyone said he was deeply devoted and that I was fortunate.
Even I beli
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