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The whole experience of me trying on dresses gave me a strong sense of deja-vu. It sent me right down memory lane when I went dress shopping for the first time with Damiano. He kept sending my ass back into the dressing room.

And apparently, Damiano and his mother were much more alike than I had ever imagined.

Because now, she kept sending my ass back with a new dress for the same reasons Damiano once gave.

“We are not trying to give Nonna a heart attack. That is too revealing!”

“It’s unsightly.”

“Simply tedious.”

Eleonora was a harsh critic and I was afraid we wouldn’t find anything that would please her. I then accidentally made a comment about how it didn’t matter what kind of dress I wore as long as I was there for Cara.

“Oh no, honey! You have a reputation to uphold. You must show that you are the soon-to-be wife of a Don. And not just any Don, but Don Damiano Bellavia. It is now your obligation to also display his wealth and power along with your beauty. You do s
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Marena John Lambrou
So maybe Sofia is working with someone
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