He had gone straight to the Don of the De Laurentiis. Unfortunately for me, whatever happened that night was buried and folded for political reasons and the illusion of peace among powerful allies. The Capellos had no real power to push back, especially not when their daughter's marriage was the last thread tying them to safety and freedom.
And my father was still bound to the family. No matter how loudly his heart must have screamed, he belonged to them.
After realizing Davina had only confessed about the ambush and left out the rest, I was relieved. She had even arranged for me to see a secret therapist, Matteo had been forced to play along with the hiring since he too knew something happened, though he'd never learn the whole truth.
Journaling became my escape, even if I had
