Vicari’s face became even more hateful.

He spat on the floor in front of me –

But he stomped out of the chapel without another word.

The old lady watched him go, then turned to Isabella.

She reached up with her unbloodied hand and hugged her.

“I love you, my child,” she whispered. “Go and be happy.”

Isabella bawled as she hugged the old woman back. “I love you so much.”

The old lady patted her back gently, then turned to Ludavica.

“Take care of her for me,” she said quietly.

Ludavica nodded, tears pouring down her face. “I will. I promise.”

The old lady smiled, then turned to me.

She peered up at me seriously –

And then she smiled and patted my cheek.

“You a good man,” she said softly.

Then she hobbled down the steps.

I tried to help her –

But she waved me off.

On her way down the aisle, she paused and bowed her head to Dario…

And he bowed his head deeply to her.

Then she left the chapel on her own, shutting the doors behind her.

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It was over.

Well…

The threat from Don Vicari was over.

The danger from my own family was just beginning.

Before Niccolo or Dario could say anything, I turned to Isabella.

“I’m sorry,” I whispered. “I didn’t mean to – ”

“It’s okay,” she said, smiling through her tears. “I understand. Believe me – I understand.”

She looked at Ludavica –

And the two of them embraced.