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Chapter 35

Antonio

She’sgone.

And I literally can’tbreathe.

Never have I felt soalone.

Abandoned. Lost.Incomplete.

Like someone wandering in the desert without a single drip ofwater.

I’ve sent Daniella an endless amount of text messages, called her cell phone countless times, and have reached out to Emma and Stacy, both claiming to have no clue as to where sheis.

I’ve cried. And there is no way I’veevershed a tear over a woman. My love for her is real. And she doesn’t believeit.

It’s been at least three days, even though I’ve lost track. I’mworried.

The only solace I have is the hope she’ll have to return here someday, as most of her clothes are still hanging in her closet. I even tripped on those sexy pink heels she was wearing that day on theMetro.

How could she doubt my love forher?

And I couldn’t care less about that money. It’s not like I needit.

I purposely didn’t push Daniella for a wedding date because I don’tcare.

Nonna warned me to tell Daniella. So did Jonah. Yet, I didn’t think it wouldsurface.

FuckingTMZ.

Why can’t they just leave mealone?

Nonna has called me at least three times today. I can’t imagine the news report traveled all the way toItaly.

I call her back via speaker phone on my home office desk. I haven’t left the house for a couple of days now…in fear I’ll miss Daniella once shereturns.

“Nipote, come stai? Ho sentito la notizia.Is everythingokay?”

Seems the news has spread toItaly.

Ugh.

I bury my head in my hands. “No, Nonna. Everything is not okay. Daniella is gone. The news report upset her, and I suppose she thinks I asked her to marry me so I wouldn’t lose the inheritance Miss Tilly leftme.”

“Oh no, Antonio. I’m so sorry. She’ll come to her senses; just give her time. She’s yours forever. Destiny won’t let her getaway.”

“I sure hope you’re right, Nonna.” My voicecracks.

“Call me if you need anything.Mi dispiace tanto per il dolore che stai provando, tesoromio.”

“Grazie, Nonna. Tivoglio.”

“Ciao. Ti voglio beneanch’io.”

My grandma. Always theoptimist.

Destiny won’t let her getaway.

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