The Week He Pretended To Be The Husband
After my sister lost her husband, our family arranged a new marriage for her.
This arrangement was meant to solidify the alliance with the Castellanov family.
As it turned out, the chosen groom was Nicola. He was the twin brother of my husband, Matteo.
On the night we learned the news, both Matteo and I could not sleep at all.
Early the next morning, I heard Matteo call Nicola in the study room.
“Nicola, I really don’t want to spend my whole life missing my chance with her. Please. Do this one thing for me. Don’t worry. Lina is clueless. She’ll never find out that you’re pretending to be me.
“Elena never met you. Even if I pretend to be you for a few days, she won’t notice either. Please, let’s swap places for one week. Just one week. I just don’t want to live with any regrets.”
He begged for a long time before Nicola finally agreed to switch identities with him.
Matteo was relieved. I was relieved as well.
What Matteo never knew was that I, too, had been hiding a secret of my own.