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Chapter 5

Author: Dainne
last update Last Updated: 2024-11-26 19:12:27

I sat quietly at the long mahogany table, staring at the stack of documents in front of me, my name neatly printed alongside Marco’s.

"Mr. Marco Luciano married Miss Francesca Colman", I read under my breath. It sounded so unreal.

Auntie Emilia fussed with her scarf beside me, a bundle of nervous energy as she dabbed at her forehead.

Marco sat at the other end of the table, impossibly composed, his blue eyes watching me with a calm intensity that made my heart flutter and my stomach churn.

The weight of this moment pressed against me like a mountain.

“Francesca,” Marco said softly, his voice like silk against the room’s stillness.

“Yes?” I met his gaze, trying to summon the courage to speak without my voice trembling.

He leaned forward, his fingers lightly tapping the table. “I understand that your love was betrayed, your pride was crushed, and you don’t trust what we’ve just started.”

His words hit like a thunderclap. My chest tightened as my past came rushing back: Gianni’s lies,
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