His Childhood Home

Viviana's POV

The jet landed with a gentle jolt. My chest tightened as I listened to the pilot announce that we have landed in Sicily. I gazed out the window.

This was not Florence. Not my home.

This was Vincenzo's childhood home.

A fortress disguised as paradise.

Rocco stirred beside me, his little fists rubbing his eyes as he blinked awake.

“Mommy, are we already at the vacation place?” he mum