I crashed my treacherous sister's luxury wedding wearing dirty medical bandages to prove I didn't die in the fire she used to steal my life.
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Chapter 84
Seasons shifted into vibrant autumns and blooming springs, each year layering more peace, laughter, and wisdom onto the Amalfi estate. Dominic’s hair turned completely silver, framing his rugged features with an air of distinguished nobility, while Elena remained as breathtaking and vibrant as the day he first saw her standing in the doorway of the Boston restaurant.
