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Chapter Twelve - Love is a Losing Game
Rome, Italy
Massimo smirked when he saw the apparent relief on the hospital staff’s faces as Valentina was discharged. Three days and she had made their lives hell with her demands and histrionics. The ‘serious’ injuries were nothing more than whiplash and a sprained wrist but Valentina insisted on several unnecessary tests. “What if there’s something wrong with my brain? What if I can’t drive again?”
The kicker was she wasn’t driving the vehicle that had crashed anyway. The doctor could not help rolling his eyes, stopping when he saw Massimo watching, but Massimo winked at him. He understood.
Now, Massimo sighed as he wheeled Valentina out to a hoard of paparazzi—notified by her, of course—and he wanly smiled through their barrage of question
