Chapter 35
Isabella's POV
The back room of Nonna's Kitchen reeked of stale wine and broken dreams. Marco's hand pressed against my lower back as we stepped inside.
And there he was.
Papa sat slumped in a threadbare chair, empty Chianti bottles scattered around his feet like fallen soldiers. His once-handsome I...
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35. Chapter 34
36. Chapter 35
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