THE LITTLE GIRL SCREAMED “DON’T MARRY HER!” AT THE MAFIA BOSS’S WEDDING—AND HER ONE PHOTOGRAPH EXPOSED A DEADLY LIE

the bride,” Vivian hissed.

“Yes, miss. Of course. This way, please.”

She went because there was no other choice.

Her chin stayed high. Her veil trailed behind her like a flag from a defeated army.

Lorenzo did not watch her go.

He was already walking toward the main house with the photograph in his hand, Sophia and Elena close behind him.

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