Instead of confronting them or calling off the wedding, Dante went ahead with the preparations. He acted as if nothing had changed, as if his world hadn’t been shattered.
He let her walk down the aisle, radiant in her white dress, only to relish her confusion and the pain on her face when she didn’t find him waiting for her.
Instead, there was a letter. A letter that distilled all his pain, all his rage and disdain. A letter that promised to expose her betrayal, that vowed to make her life a living hell.
What happened next... still haunted him in his nightmares.
Andrea fleeing the church, her white dress fluttering in the air, running, running until there was nowhere left to go.
Until the only escape was down, towards the sharp rocks and the merciless sea.
When they told him, when th
