The Bride Adrian Couldn’t Keep
Three days before my wedding, Adrian canceled it for the fifty-second time.
He came to the Palermo workshop to approve my gown’s crest embroidery, but the moment I stepped out from the fitting curtain, he snatched up his holster and radio.
“Torino bastards smashed Bianca’s vineyard, surrounded the estate. Lia’s terrified, so I have to go. The wedding is off.”
Once, I would have stopped him and demanded to know who mattered more to him, me or Bianca. This time, I simply let him go.
Thirty minutes later, Bianca posted an Instagram Story: [You’re the only shelter for me and my daughter.]
The photo showed Adrian holding Bianca close, with Lia in his arms, calling him Dad. They looked like a rea
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