Chapter 115

Mena

I remained quiet as Alessio led me through the garden back to the ballroom. Meanwhile, my mind raced, wondering what he was planning to do, and what he so desperately needed to show me to convince me that we would not be able to push our issues aside.

His hand was still wrapped around mine as he walked to the back and he raised his hand to ask for attention. “Everyone,” he called out loudly.

Anxiety filled my stomach as I tried to prepare myself for whatever was about to happen. Why would he need an audience to prove me wrong?

The music stopped abruptly, and all eyes turned in our direction. It was silent, and everyone was curious. "Dad, come here," Alessio beckoned.

Domenico, along with the rest of the Fanuccis, including Gian and Dante, made their way over. As they gathered around, I noticed a large curtain behind us. I wondered what would be behind it, and it added to my worries.

Why were we standing in front of it?

"I can give you a speech, but I won’t because there’s no need