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“He can’t hurt us again.” I said, tears visible in my eyes but because of relief.

Damiano held me tightly, his hand resting protectively on my stomach.

“It’s over, my love.”

Together, we watched the flames burning him alive.

Epilogue

Five months later

The sun hung high in the clear sky, casting a radiant glow over the crystal-blue waters, making Calilo Island’s natural beauty even more enchanting on this particular day.

The beach was elegantly decorated, and rows of chairs lined up endlessly on the bright green grass. A mirrored aisle stretched down the middle, adorned with Angel’s and Devil’s trumpet flowers, creating a stunning pathway. At the end of the aisle stood a majestic gazebo, its pillars graced with vibrant, colorful flowers.

A crowd of people had gathered, mingling and taking their seats. By the gazebo, Damiano watched over their friends and family, all of whom had flown in to witness this special day.

Damiano had a small crease between his brows, shuffling around on his feet for the first time in his life as he kept fixing his tie, double-checking to make sure he at least looked decent enough on such a meaningful day.

“Nervous, brother?” Lorenzo approached Damiano, amusement clear in his eyes as he witnessed his older brother’s rare display of nerves.

“If this is what being nervous looks like, then yes, I am. How the fuck weren’t you nervous on your wedding?” Damiano asked as he tried to keep his hands busy.

Lorenzo grinned smugly as he halted in front of his brother, adjusting Damiano’s tie.

“I lied.”

“Bastard.”

They both shared a laugh, and Damiano felt slightly relaxed as his brother tidied up his tie and nodded in approval.

Damiano had chosen to wear a white wedding tuxedo with exquisite white details that stood out elegantly. His tie featured white with delicate gold patterns, chosen to match his bride’s white dress, and incorporated her favorite color.

“Did you remember the rings?” Damiano asked.

“Got them. It’s my only job as the best man. You really think I would forget them?”

“Just making sure.”

“Your woman is making a mess out of you today.” Lorenzo couldn’t help but smile big.

If there was one thing he was relieved about, was the fact his big brother finally found happiness in his life. It made him different, but in a good way, and he liked the person he had become because of her.

“I know.” Damiano chuckled, trying to feel more at ease.

“I told you, you can’t separate two souls meant to be together.” Lorenzo reminded him, and Damiano nodded with a small smile.

When Damiano thought he was falling apart one more time in his life, Lorenzo kept him in check, saying she would be back.

And back she came because, just like him, she couldn’t live without him by her side.

“And she’s got you so fucking whipped.” Lorenzo kept teasing him to give him a distraction. Damiano scoffed.

“You’re telling me your wife doesn’t have you wrapped around her finger? Because I’ve seen the way she handles you.” Damiano smirked.

Lorenzo had an impressive build, and he was lethal in the most sinister way. One wouldn’t have thought he would be such a softie when it came to his wife.

“Ah, what can I say? I am a pleaser.” It was Lorenzo’s turn to smirk when Damiano gave him a blank look.

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