Chapter 108

Dario

The Lucchese estate hadn’t seen a night like this in far too long. Since Clara and I had wed on this same lawn—nearly a year ago now. How had it been so long? How had time passed so quickly?

And more importantly: How had we been married for so many months, yet shared so few moments like this one.

It truly was a beautiful moment, a breathtaking scene.

Glowing lanterns swayed across the garden