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 88
As evening settled over the clifftop villa, the family sat together around the long mahogany table on the terrace, sharing stories, laughter, and rich Italian wine. The air was filled with the sweet scent of jasmine and the joyful chatter of grandchildren playing nearby. Dominic looked across the table at Elena, feeling an absolute, perfect completeness settle deep into his soul.
